Steve watched Danny from accross the table. Calm and confident, Danny ordered for the both of them, without asking Steve what he wanted. The waitress left and Danny looked over at him, eyes drifting from his face to his neck and Steve knew exactly what Danny was thinking. It was the reaction he was hoping for, all par for the course in flirting and checking each other out. Danny was imagining what kind of collar he'd put on him. Steve tilted his chin up, it had been a long time since he'd been pursued, he looked forward to the chase.