"Percy. Lance. You going out tonight?" Gwaine called across the changing room. Arthur glanced up from doing up his belt to look at his friends. "Yeah go on then." Percy nodded. Lancelot scratched the stubble on his chin thoughtfully. "I guess it could be a laugh. Isn't it that cute bar girls shift tonight?". "Cute bar girl? If you're going to try some of your infamous moves on her, then definitely count me in. I'm not missing a chance to see you in action." said Arthur, turning around for the joint purpose of pulling on his shirt and hiding a grin from Lancelot. Percy snorted, "I'm afraid you might not be seeing that Arthur – Lance is still in the 'Admire from afar then blush furiously when she looks up and smiles at him' stage". "Hey! I don't need to stand here and take this. I'm off - and I do not blush!" Lancelot slung his bag over his shoulder and walked to the exit. "So see you there at 10?" Gwaine called after him. Lancelot continued walking and raised his hand in response, not bothering to turn around. Percy turned to Arthur with a grin "I think we injured his pride". Arthur nodded "yeah but he'll get over it, he's a big boy… does he really blush though?". "Oh yeah" Percy laughed, "like a bride on her honeymoon." "Now that," Arthur said putting on his leather jacket "I have got to see."