This was not the time to think about Alex talking about making Kyle his bitch, which is not what Alex said and yet that is the image that goes through his head, leaving him trying to catch his breath and focus on anything but that.

So he lets Alex get out of the vehicle and head for the bar, ending up a few steps behind Alex as they head into the bar.

Or don't head into the bar as it ends up, Alex backing up into him and closing the door.

"What the hell, Ma..." He stops, blinking at him in shock. "Uhmmm, okay? I mean, are you sure? We could just..." He glances towards the door and then back to Alex. Maria's car is in the parking lot, and Alex is acting all panicked and weird and... Kyle glances back towards the door and then to Alex.

Oh. Oh no. After all of this, they couldn't...

Except he's looking at Alex who says he's going to that overdone tourist trap and definitely it's just about as bad inside that door as Kyle is imagining. Okay maybe not as bad as he's imagining, but worse for Alex. Less nudity, way more intimacy.

"Huh. You know, that's funny, because that's exactly where I was going to ask you to drop me off at. Anywhere that has that much alcohol is perfect right now. You know, if you want, I can drive," he says, heading for the car.