"Shit I don't want my five-minute date looking at me like I'm evil," laughs Stan. "Where is a good bar around here?"

"You don't live in Denver?" I ask him.

"No I'm from South Park," he explains. "Small town an hour away from here."

"What are you doing out here?" I ask as we walk into the parking lot. "I mean besides the obvious."

"Small town and not a lot of people I see I want to date," he replies. If those town folk are anything like Cartman I don't blame him. "I figured coming out here was my next best option, so far it seems to be right." I blush at his little hint.

"U-uh yeah s-so there is a decent bar close to my apartment," I stammer. God he is so cute, focus Kyle focus. "Good food, good drinks." Stan blushes a little before pulling his phone out of his pocket.

"What's it called?" he asked.

"Opal Divine," I reply. "You might want to take a guest pass and park in my apartment parking garage. Finding street parking might be hard."

"You trust me with that?" he asked. I look at him for a moment.

"Yeah I do," I reply getting to my car. I open my Toyota Camry hybrid handing him the guest past. "You can follow me."

"Cool," replies Stan taking the pass. I watch him walk across the parking lot to a pickup truck that is pretty big. I cognize it is a Toyota Tundra. I smirk realizing we both have Toyota's. I guess he would need that for all that camping he does. I get into my car starting it up, I drive down to Stan's truck, he gives me a nod letting me know he is ready. I take off slowly onto the highway not believing that I'm doing this. I met someone at speed dating and we're going on a date, wait is this a date? Shit. I shake my head hearing my phone ring.

"Hello," I greet answering the phone through my steering wheel.

"Kyle, what are you up to?" asked Ike. I roll my eyes wondering what the hell does my brother want. He tends to get into trouble and then looks at me to bail him out or convince my parents to go easy on him.

"What do you want Ike?" I drone. "I'm out at the moment."

"Out?" he questions. "You never go out."

"I can have fun," I say a little offensive. Ike starts to laugh.

"You don't know the meaning of fun," he replies. "You couldn't even handle the party I had."

"Because you had it in my apartment without asking!" I hiss at him. I had him stay with me from the summer and he got way too friendly with the college kids. Let them talk him into throwing a wild party which was not that hard. "I'm on my way to the bar so I don't have time for this, what do you want?"

"Oh you must be meeting someone there because you never go to a bar alone," says Ike ignoring my question. "They must be really hot."

"Bye Ike," I state ending the call. I'm not in a mood to be dealing with him. My mom is ready for me to marry and settle down, have some kids. They know I'm bisexual but my mom still likes to hold on to her little dream future for me. I pull into my assigned parking space while Stan pulls into a visitor parking space close to the front of the garage. I walk down towards him becoming a little nervous. I'm never nervous but I really want him to like me.

"Thanks for this," he states. "I usually don't come to downtown Denver a lot."

"It's a welcomed change from my hometown," I reply as we start to walk.

"Where are you from?" he asked.

"California," I replied rolling my eyes. "I lived in San Francisco and I hated it."

"Oh sorry to bring it up then," says Stan.

"I'm not there anymore so it's cool," I reply as we hit the street. "I know they are going to be crowded so did you want a table or bar?"

"Table," he replies. "I don't want people in my business when we're trying to talk." We? I try not to smile hearing this. Let me reel myself back in because this is too good to be true. For all I know he could be some crazy killer, I doubt that he is though.

"Fair enough," I reply. "We can sit inside or outside." Stan looks up at the sky.

"It's a nice night out, want to eat outside?" he asks.

"Sure," I reply deciding to be adventurous. This is not something I would usually do. I mean I have already gone off with a complete stranger why not also try other new things. We get to the corner where Opal Divines is located at. Stan opens the door for me and I walk inside. The place is packed with college students everywhere. Cheap drinks, cheap food, and it's good, it's why they're always busy.

"Holy shit," says Stan taking in the crowd.

"I told you," I tell him as a hostess walks up.

"Hello," she replies eyeing Stan behind me. I look her up and down.

"We will take a table outside, thank you," I reply. No need for me to get nasty but she is being rude. I hear Stan chuckle as he puts his hand on my lower back encouraging me to follow the hostess outside. I feel like an idiot and I hope he doesn't think I'm crazy. It's not like me to be this jealous. The hostess gives me a fake annoyed smile. I don't even care glaring at her as I sit down. Stan laughs as she walks away drawing my attention back to him.

"What?" I asked.

"God," he chuckles. "I thought you were going to rip her throat out."

"She was being rude," I replied. "We're on a date….."

"A date?" asked Stan smiling. "Is that what we're calling it?" I begin to blush because of how he is looking at me. He looks happy, amused, and it's turning me on. I chuckle nervously. "I would have preferred to have done something a little cooler for a first date."

"No this is fine," I reply. Stan smiles as he grabs a menu from off the table.

"So what's good here?" he asked.

"Everything," I replied. "I'm going with the fish and chips, pecan flavored beer that will probably put me on my ass." Stan laughs making me smile. God, he seems so happy.

"Sounds like that is the beer I will be having," he says looking down. "So what do you like to do for fun Kyle? You never got around to telling me." Hearing Ike in the back of my mind saying how boring I am come to mind.

"Uh, I like to go to the gym," I reply. "Um, reading, surfing on the internet….." Stan looks up at me.

"You sound like you don't get out a lot," he states. "Nothing wrong with that."

"Really?" I ask. Most of the people I dated hated that I was such a homebody. It's refreshing to hear otherwise. "I mean what makes you say that?" Stan shrugs.

"Sometimes I just like to stay at home," he admits causally. "I mean I spent my earlier years getting drunk, partying like crazy so I don't care to do stuff like that." I smile at him because although we're so different he seems so perfect. I wonder what kind of people he has dated.

"So if you don't mind me asking why are you still solo?" I ask.

"Solo," chuckles Stan. "I like that."

"Me too," I reply. "It sounds much better than single, you know." A server walks up taking our order. Stan wasn't ready but decided to get the same thing as me. He waits until the server is gone to speak again.

"So you're really asking me about my ex's?" he asked.

"W-well I wouldn't say that," I stammer.

"I really am solo because not a lot of people in my town I'm interested in dating," he explains. "I tried to do the online thing." He scoffs "Oh my god, it was just awful, weird, and I decided to try this speed dating." I nod in complete agreement about the online dating. "I have dated 3 girls and 2 guys. Nothing special about any of them at this point in my life. They have all become 'why did I even date you'

"All of them?" I ask.

"Not all them but half," he replies. "What about you?" How do I even answer this?

"I have only dated 2 people," I replied. Stan looks serious for a moment.

"What did they do to you?" he asked. This surprised me because I thought he was going to make fun of me like the other people I told but he's not laughing. In fact, he looks upset.

"Well," I sigh. "The one girl I dated in high school took it as a joke. She didn't take our relationship serious and clowned me to her friends. I overheard her one day ending things right away. My boyfriend in college…..god I don't even want to remember that." The server sits down the beer just in time. I thank him quickly before gulping some down. Stan drinks some the beer.

"Holy shit," he says.

"Good right?" I ask.

"Yeah," he says. He drinks some more. "You know I had an ex that wanted date me and 3 other people."

"What!" I exclaim. "That is insane and disgusting."

"I know," he agrees. "I just wanted you to know I have been hurt too. No more talk of the ex's tonight. Let's enjoy our uh random first date." We both begin to laugh. I probably should have warned Stan this beer packs a serious punch. We begin to discuss movies and shows that we like to watch and he has good taste. As far as that goes we actually like a lot of the same things. We wrap things up and head out of the bar.

"Man it is a great night tonight," says Stan looking up at the sky. "A shame the stars are being drowned out by all these lights." I look up at the sky trying to see what he sees.

"I never noticed before," I reply. Stan looks at me as we begin to make our way back to the parking garage. I don't want the night to end here. I'm having a great time. "So uh you have a long drive back, are you going to be okay?" Stan looks at me and smiles before chuckling.

"The drive is not long but I won't be okay," he replies. "It's fine, I can grab a hotel or something." I'm glad to know he is not going to drive drunk. "Is it okay if I get your number? You're really cool and….god I suck at this." I blush and grin wide because I'm glad to know he feels the same way.

"Yeah, you can have it," I reply. "What hotel are you going to stay at?" Stan pulls out his phone stopping since we are at the parking garage now.

"I will look in a minute," he replies. "What's your number?" I ramble off my phone number and he sends me a text with a wink. I chuckle at the gesture as I save his number in my phone. He is currently surfing through the area. "I'm going to be staying at the Comfort Inn. I like them, not too expensive and not the cheapest, they have damn good breakfast."

"Great," I reply. "Uh, I guess this is goodbye for now." Stan looks at me shoving his hands in his jeans tilting his head to the side.

"It doesn't have to be goodbye," he says shyly allowing his hair to fall into his eyes. My heart is slamming in my chest. "I mean we can still hang out if you want, watch a movie or something. No pressure of course."

"I would like that actually," I smile at him. "I'm not sure what movies would be playing at this time?" His face turns red.