Dipper got his new shirt and somehow the two also got the idea to go to the beach so Bill also went and got them trunks to wear. About 90 minutes later they were relaxing in the sand under a sky of stars and the smell of ocean salt surrounding them.

"Hey, Dipper," Bill started not looking at the other, eyes trained on the sky with a comfortable smile on his face.

"Hmm?" Dipper hummed in reply following the other's lead of keeping his eyes on the sky.

The blond lolled his head to the side looking to the paler male, "What did you mean the other day, you know in the tailor's, when you said we probably aren't into the same things?"

This was not a question Dipper was expecting, he sat up, expression turning worried. On one hand Dipper could tell Bill and everything could go right along with plan for him and it all be okay. On the other hand he could mention it and lose the closest thing he's had to a normal relationship since high school. Which is saying alot since the two have only known each other for two days.

Dipper's face turned flush in thought and Bill sat up watching him, "C'mon you can't back out now, you were gonna tell me Saturday on our date anyway, so why not go ahead and give me something to think about till then?"

Bill… was right. Dipper nodded and looked out onto the dark waves that the two played in just a bit ago and took a breath, "Well… Okay firstly, I understand if you want to cancel our date after I tell you this, alright." Dipper looked over to Bill with worry in his chocolate eyes.

"Heh, don't say that, based on tonight, I don't think I'd really want to cancel for anything," a confident smile gracing the blond's lips.

Nodding lightly and looking off a bit Dipper continued, "Just know this is up to you and you can say no, also know I don't normally beat around the bush like this, I'm usually a pretty straight forward guy, and I'm starting to ramble so…." Dipper trailed off to take another breath to steel his nerves, he was going to do his, wow he's never been this on edge before.

"Well, I'm a sugar baby, and am currently looking for a, uh.. Sugar Daddy.. and I would really like for you to be said Sugar Daddy…" Dipper trailed off to let that sink in for Bill.

Bill was quiet for quite some time and Dipper's worry only grew as the time went on and after a good three minutes Dipper got up accepting rejection with a nod, "Yea, I get it," he said with a sad smile, "I'll mail you a check or something for the trunks and shirt, I had fun tonight, I'll go call a cab…" Dipper's brows were drawn together as he focused on not tearing up, he was really hoping that Bill might want to do this.

"Wait, wow, give a guy a few minutes to let that sink in," Bill said with a sort of laugh in his voice and motioned for Dipper to sit back down, which he did, "So, like, in all honesty I was expecting for you to say you were into like BDSM or something, but I wasn't expecting this branch of it for some reason," Bill chuckled a bit and looked up at Dipper with a confused smile and met worried brown eyes.

"Well I guess that's a sort of relief," Dipper said unsure if it really was.

"Yea, well, since we're being honest, I guess I should come out with it too," Bill's eyes narrowed a bit and a sly smirk graced his lips, "I'm quite into S and M, so if you can handle that then.. sure I'll be your Sugar Daddy," Bill purred moving closer to the brunette.

Dipper let out a curt laugh and leaned into the other a bit, "Just try and ease me into that, if you don't mind?"

"Of course my Little Pine Tree," He purred, "So are there any rules that I need to know about this stuff, this isn't really my expertease." Bill's face seemed to relax a bit from his flirtatious expression, showing that he was being truthful.

"How about I get something put together and we talk about it over dinner Saturday, on our date, and just enjoy the rest of the night," Dipper suggested to which Bill agreed. The rest of their unofficial first date went great.