the best part of believe is the lie

*laughs* Alright. Bye *waves before closing the door and heading inside*

Awesome *grins, opening his door and getting out* See you later then.

No just… *smiles a little* Didn’t want to leave just yet is all. But I’ll see you soon enough.

*smiles back at him and relaxes back into his seat a little. He frowns when the library comes into view* I wish the ride was longer.

Yeah, friends, of course. Friends, band mates, partners in crime *makes a finger gun like Charlie’s Angels* We should probably figure out some band stuff and we can talk about other stuff, get to know each other better.

No, I do try to keep it mostly G-rated for the kiddos. Though I do try to educate them as far as good music goes *shifts in his seat slightly, angling his body towards Dax, tugging at his seat belt slightly* I know the plan was that you were going to pick me up from work… is that something you still want to do? I’d like to, but I didn’t know if after… *shrugs slightly, not knowing how to finish the sentence*

They like all the sins about Space. I think we have a lot of aspiring astronauts at the library.

*looks at him for a moment, wanting to say something but feeling like he shouldn’t. He smiles a little*  Yeah, ready. Let’s go.

*opens his eyes as he hears Dax turn to leave, his breath caught in his throat, standing still there in the diner. He didn’t think Dax would kiss him after the conversation they had. He didn’t know if he’d ever kiss him again, a thought that didn’t sit well with him. He blinked a few times and ducked his head, following Dax out of the diner to his car*

*frowns slightly, unsure, but he nods, closing his eyes* I trust you.

*chuckles, arching an eyebrow* Sure, yeah, anything.

*smiles* I guess it did. *sticks his hands in his pockets* Ready to head out?

*nods, his eyes following Dax’s hand as it disappears from view* For sure. Years from now when we are ridiculously successful they will ask us, when and where did it happen? And we will tell them right here, in this tiny little diner over breakfast. *smiles a bittersweet smile. Here’s to a beginning and an end. For now.*

*looks at Dax’s hand and hesitates for a moment, knowing what agreeing to this meant for them. But he believed in Dax’s music and wanted to be a part of it and that was better than nothing at all so he smiled, reaching forward to shake his hand* We have a band.

*grins and shakes his head* No, if you trust me then I am happy to do it. I would love to, actually.