Rex became angry.
"Why don't you all just mind your own business?" Rex shouted to the crowd.
"Go home FAGGOT! nobody wants you here!" A man in the crowd yelled.
"Yeah we don't want you 'gaying up' our kids!" A woman yelled from across the room.
"Why don't you SHUT THE HELL UP before I give you something to really worry about!" Rex yelled back.
"It's okay Rex, just let it go." Noah said. "It'll be fine, we should just go."
"No, Noah, people shouldn't be allowed to just say stuff like that." Rex stated.
At that moment Alonza returned and threw Noah's food into his lap. "Get out now, or we're calling the cops! We don't want your kind here!"
Rex barely managed to make it outside before he broke down. Noah followed him out. Rex grabbed Noah's hand, tears and cold rain streaming down his face. He hadn't expected it to go amazingly well, but he hoped it would have gone better than it had.
"I'm so sorry, Noah!" He basically screamed to the blonde as he struggled to keep up with him. "I'm really so, so sorry." His shouting was overpowered by his crying. The small Italian restaurant quickly grew smaller behind them as they sprinted away into the dusk.
"Rex, it'll be okay! Some people are just like that!" Noah managed in between gasps of air.
"No it wont, I should have known better, I didn't want you to get hurt! I can't believe anyone would ever do that!" Rex managed to sniffle out.