"Token? Of all the guys in school, you picked TOKEN as my first guy date?"
"Well, he's the only single gay guy I could find on such short notice! You wanted your first date today and, contrary to popular belief, not EVERYONE in South Park is gay. Only the majority and they're all taken."
"What about Kenny? He's a manwhore. He'll go out with me as my first date, won't he? I know he's not strictly gay, but he does men too, doesn't he?"
"He's all wrapped up in Butters recently."
"Craig?"
"Not gay."
"Really? Of all the guys, I'd have thought he'd be the gayest of all. I mean, he wore that gay-ass hat all the-."
"Shh! Token's here. I'll be right around the corner. Give me the signal if you wanna bail and I'll come get you."
"What's the signal?"
"Ummm… This."
"That looks like the signal for jacking off."
"Stan! Just… make sure he's looking away and wave at me, okay? Or does that look too much like a suggestive motion?"
"Now that you mention it…"
"Oh, shut up, Stan! Go sit down!"
Kyle turned around and hurriedly walked around the corner of the wall, peeking around with a perfect view of his friend's table. They'd chosen Raisins at the date place, so it was just crowed enough for Kyle to not be seen, but quiet enough for the two to talk.
Stan walked over to their table, where they'd been allowed to drape a table cloth for ambiance. He sat down and looked up when Token came over and sat down across from him.
"So, what exactly is this about? Kyle said you wanted to go on a date with me."
"Well, see, we have a bet-."
"Say no more. I just hope this isn't like the time he bet you Wendy couldn't give you a blowjob in the middle of Raisins without anybody noticing. People noticed."
Stan laughed and lifted up the table cloth. "Nope. No girl."
Token chuckled, but his expression didn't change from uninterested. "So, what's going on? You still on the football team?"
"No, not anymore. I decided not to go out for the team this year. Now I'm doing lacrosse and Kyle convinced me to join the debate team. I'm not very good at it, but we get to spend time together. With my lacrosse and his soccer and school, we hardly ever get to be together." He chuckled. "You know, the other day, he was watering his mother's flowers, and the water go over the side. It was on a TV and it nearly started a fire." He laughed and Token forced a smile. "Kyle-."
"Stan. We're on a date. Stop talking about Kyle."
Stan looked confused by the concept. "Stop talking about Kyle? But… I do everything with Kyle. We're super best friends. I don't have a story without him."
"Then… tell me about something else. How're you doing in school?"
"Fine, I guess. Mostly Bs."
"That's pretty good."
"Yeah, but Kyle's got a 4.0 so I don't think very well about my own grades." Token raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat. "Oh… Sorry. I'm talking about Kyle again, aren't I?"
"Why don't you just go on your date with him?"
"With Kyle? No way. He's my best friend."
"So?" Token sighed and turned to look out the window.
Stan looked at Kyle and waved vigorously.
Kyle nodded and pulled out his phone, dialing Stan's number. "Alight, make something up and head out the front door." Stan nodded and Token looked up.
"Um… My mother's… liver failed."
Token raised an eyebrow. "Her… liver failed?"
"Yeah. I gotta go." He stood and ran out of the building. Kyle followed him out, smiling at Stan.
"What happened? You two looked like you were getting along."
"There was nothing to talk about. He said that I couldn't say anything involving you and that pretty much means nothing."
"THAT'S the reason you left? Just talk about…. Wow… There really is nothing you do without me besides lacrosse."
Stan chuckled and slipped his arm around his friend's shoulder. "People just don't get us, man," he said. "We're practically the same person. A bi-polar person, but still."
Kyle shrugged. "Maybe we should just go out with each other."
Stan laughed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that'd be the day," he said, cracking up. He was too busy laughing to notice the unhappy look on his friend's face.