Darrens alarm went of at 8am. Stretching in his bed, he remembered his conversation with Chris last night. Grabbing his phone, he sees a new message. Chris.

"Lovely day for coffee". Attached is a picture message of Brian, sitting on what Darren can only assume is the latest script for "The Substitute". Brian looks unimpressed, but from what Darren was starting to understand, that was nothing new.

Propping himself up in bed, and brushing his gel-free hair off his forehead, Darren replied with a picture message of his own."I need coffee. My hair only calms down after coffee". He attached a self portrait, making an exaggerated sad face into the camera with his hair sticking up on end.

Rolling out of bed and pausing to stretch, Darren headed toward the bathroom. He'd slept in a tshirt with his boxers last night, and ditched these in the linen basket as he entered the room. Stepping into the shower, he willed the water to heat up faster-it was always so damn slow in his apartment in the morning. Apparently, the other residents were ninjas who woke early every day and drained his boiler.

He couldn't help but indulge in a little shower singalong, and began to hum out a song that had been stuck in his head all morning.

"Your lipstick stains, on the front lobe of my left side brains, I knew I wouldn't forget you and so I went and let you blow my mind..."

Belting out the chorus as loud as he could, he wondered what Chris might be doing at this exact minute. He wondered if he was in the shower too. Bad Darren. Maybe he was singing? Did Chris sing in the shower? He'd have to ask him. Hopping out and wrapping a towel around his waist, he headed back to his bedroom to grab some clothes. His phone flashing on the table caught his attention, and he opened the message.

"Wow Darren. Your hair is...maybe we should meet a little earlier and squeeze TWO coffees in before the shoot?;)"

Cheeky little shit! Darren contemplated taking a pic of his bare behind, and sending it to Chris with the slogan "Kiss this", but then changed his mind...

9.50am and Darren pulled up outside Starbucks, giving himself a mental high five for actually being on time for something. He headed in a grabbed a table, just as Chris walked through the door. Dressed in a well fitting light blue shirt and dark jeans, he was rocking a pair of oversized sunglasses which he took off as he entered and tucked into the V of his shirt. Darren followed the glasses towards Chris' chest, looking away quickly when he realised he was staring.

Chris spotted him and waved, heading toward the table. The waitress came over and took their order, returning a few minutes later with the drinks.

"You found the gel I see?" Chris asked, grinning.

"Actually, yeah. I did. And it looks like you found some sunshine in between all those clouds out there...or are they just to make you look cool?" Darren retorted, pointing with his face toward Chris' sunglasses.

"At least they're not pink..." Chris said with a smirk.

Darren nearly choked on his coffee. How did Chris know he had pink sunglasses? He'd never worn them to the set, or anywhere Chris might have seen them.

Chris noticed Darrens confused face, and explained. "I have a confession to make Darren. I kinda knew who you were before you started on the show. You weren't an unknown to me like you were to a lot of the cast"

Darren just sat there, looking more and more confused. "What do you mean? We'd never met before Glee?!"

"No. No we hadn't. But I'm a fan of Youtube. And it's...y'know..." Chris trailed off slightly before leaning closer to Darren and whispering "...totally awesome"

At this point coffee actually came out of Darrens nose. "Are you...you're just saying that. You googled me, right?"

Chris laughed, and handed Darren a napkin. "No way. I'm a complete nerd. I LOVE that show. I called my folks when I saw you were joining the cast. I forced them to watch the show and told them I'd be working with Harry freakin Potter. I think they thought I was on crack. You're very talented". Chris smiled and Darrens stomach did a backflip.

"I can't believe...I just...I can't believe you knew who I was man. I...just...mind blown. And thanks". They sat in silence for what seemed like forever, just smiling. Chris was first to speak.

"Shall we do this then?"

His eyes widened and Darren felt his stomach flip again. Dammit.

"Do what?"

"Um, y'know, read lines? It's already 11.30!"

Idiot. Of course. Read lines. What else would he have meant?!/

"Sure" Darren smiled. "Although I had a quick flick and you have just a few more than I do..."

"It'll happen Darren. This is only your second episode. But I honestly think this is long term. Don't you? Has Ryan said anything to you?"

"Nothing man...he drops hints, and I swear he spills more to Twitter than he does to me...or anyone for that matter. I hope so. I feel like I'm finding my feet with the rest of the cast. I really wanna stick around"

Flipping open the pages, Chris turned to their one scene together. It was to be shot with Amber in Breadstix-Chris was referring to it as the "gay" scene. It needed to be a cliche as they come, and involved plenty of directions for arm touching, high pitched laughter and the word "gay". Partway through the scene, Mercedes zones out, and imagines that all she is hearing them say is a conversation using only the word "gay"...this was going to be fun to shoot.

After an hour or so more of drinking coffee and running lines (and re-running them when Darren inevitably forgot his), Chris decided he'd leave his car at Starbucks and hitch a ride with Darren down to the studio. Arriving onto the lot, Darren parked up and they both got out of the car.

Turning to Chris, Darren thanked him for helping him run lines. As he turned to walk toward his trailer he stopped and spun around. "Chris!" he called. Chris turned to look at him. Smiling, Darren said "Quick question! Do you sing in the shower?"