Summary: This may seem totally silly, but I was at a restaurant like this and this story immediately came to mind, to which my muse responded with "I don't fucking think so" and a smirk… so here's a goofy story for our boys at lunch. I did research for these types of places, and there is one in Pittsburgh, and I used it's real name; just thought I'd mention that… you're gonna have to read the story to know what type of place I'm talking about though.

Author's Note: I posted this on another B/J fanfic site, first, with the rule that I'll only update if I get 5 reviews, otherwise, I'll update a chapter per week... the story is finished. I'm not greedy for reviews... there was a mention on this other site that it lacked reviews, so that's where I got this idea, and I figured I'd see how it works over here.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything, unfortunately… all rights belong to other people (you know, CowLip, Showtime and all the other fine print that we all know by now).

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Nope."

"Justin."

"Uh uh, you said anywhere."

"I take it back."

"You can't take it back."

"Watch me."

"Pleeeeease."

"I don't fucking think so."

"Come on Brian."

"Justin, when I said anywhere I didn't mean a… a… fuck, I can't even say it!"

*giggle* "I didn't think I'd see the day when Brian Kinney was scared of a little ole restaurant."

"Scared… scared? You think I'm fucking scared? You're fucking shitting me… Read my lips Justin…"

"Bri… Brian … you said I could do anything for my birthday and I really want to go here. I've always wanted to go to something like this and, well… I wanted to share it with someone I love."

*scowl* "I … I do love you Justin, you know that, but … couldn't you have your mother take you? Or Daphne? Or even Lindsay… she would fucking love this kind of place, it fits both of your upbringing… so prim and proper and… there's no way that…"

"Alright."

"Alright? Really?"

"Really."

"Oh thank heavens, you scared me there for a minute, you are so going to pay for that you little twat. So where did you want to go instead?"

"Nowhere *opens door* I'm going here. If you don't want to share this with me, then I'm going to enjoy it by myself. I'm sure there will be enough people inside to let me join them in case I wanted to sit with someone else."

….

"Brian?"

"You're really fucking serious? I thought you said we didn't have to go?"

"No, I said alright… you win, you don't have to go, I'll celebrate my birthday lunch by myself. And here I was prepared to offer any number of sexual favors just because you came with me."

"I always come with you," he said smirking. "Justin… Sunshine, I …"

"Brian, I get it, okay? I do, really. No matter how you think I was raised, this is far outside of what I ever went to when I was growing up. I mean think about it, I'm a boy… Craig's my father, do you really think I would have been allowed to go to a place like this?"

"Hmmm… well, you may have a point there, but … shit even Emmett would fit in more than … more than I will."

"You fit in everywhere you go, when you want to fit. As for Emmett… I think we'll give everyone in there enough of a shock, I don't think they're ready for Emmett."

"You definitely have a point there… Even Emmett's too queenly for this bunch… and you keep saying everyone… don't you mean every woman?"

"There could be men in there."

Brian gives him his patented Kinney smirk with eyebrow raised and tongue-in-cheek.

"Ok, so maybe not, but still… wouldn't you love to see the faces of all the women who are probably in there when two beautiful men sit and have a proper lunch."

"Lunch, ha! What makes you so sure they have lunch… it's probably just… oh no!"

"What Brian? What's wrong?"

"You… you're what's wrong… I just got it! Shit… only you Sunshine."

"What the fuck are you talking about Brian?"

"Not only are you making me go to this place, but you don't even want lunch do you? I may not be proper and raised in high society, but I know what a proper… ugh… tea is… you're going cause it's mainly dessert! Oh sure, they call it scones and tea sandwiches… it's dessert and finger food… shit!"

Justin's laughing so hard he has to hold on to the door handle to prevent from falling out. Not that Brian isn't right… that is one of the main reasons he wanted to go to a tea room for… but he just convinced Brian fucking Kinney to have high tea. Wait till the guys hear this… oh shit! Maybe he better rethink that one… or offer a whole lot more sexual favors along with locations to be determined by… okay, nevermind, the gang will NEVER know… he'll never fucking tell anyone… but this will still be so worth it!

Right before he gets out he says the one thing he knows will convince Brian to come with him. "Well I'm going in to enjoy a proper high tea… I hope you decide to join me… It's actually a Bed & Breakfast… Cynthia knows we're here … we have a room for the next two nights … where you can request anything your heart and body desires … provided you bring the bags in from the trunk."

Grinning almost wickedly Justin closes the door and heads inside swishing his ass that he knows Brian can't ever resist. He doesn't need to hear Brian's door or the trunk to know that Brian was going to follow.

A/N: Kind of a repeat here, but if I get 5 reviews, you'll get the next chapter, otherwise I'll update one chapter each week. And if you've read my other stories, then you should know it will be worth it. :) Course, some of you are probably cheating and going over to MW, huh? :) NP... I'd do the same thing. Ha! For those who stick it out here, though, enjoy! I do like reviews, regardless of my tactics to get them. I don't need them, but many authors do need reviews, they live for feedback, it's better than E! :)