Zale watched Sam in silence as he began to... well, do whatever it was he was doing. He stood up and walked a bit closer to the other male, standing behind him, and he still didn't know what the hell he was doing. Still, Sam seemed to know what he was doing, and Zale contented himself with watching those skilled hands work, his pretty brown eyes studying every movement.

"It's what I hate the most about relationships... I find someone completely awesome and as soon as I find that they're interested, I see someone else." He murmured with a small smile. Then, changing the slightly uncomfortable subject, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Yeah, it's been like that for me, too. Hard to believe that being lucky with romance this year has made me so unhappy." Zale replied with a small laugh. Ugh, if only he hadn't met Sam in that restaurant, if only he'd kept to himself and ignored the oddly compelling boy, none of this would have happened. As Sam offered the flask, Zale shook his head, though he smiled slightly. "No way! Not until you tell me what it is! What if you're trying to drug me or something?"

As Sam told Zale what had been in the flask, his face reddened a little; he couldn't help but be a bit jumpy and nervous around Sam, true, but he'd been taking it a bit too far. Still, it was best to just laugh at himself, which was exactly what he did; it was something he'd become used to. "Oh. Well, as you can see, I am a bit paranoid." He admitted, grinning.

His body tensed slightly, and while he was trying to act casual, that was becoming a bit difficult.

Zale couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right about the whole situation -- something was decidedly weird about all of this. It wasn't a bad sort of weird, just... ominous. Could Sam feel it too? Whatever it was, he had the feeling that if Audrey knew where he was at that moment, she wouldn't approve.

Zale smiled weakly. "Could I maybe... get your number or something?"

Bad move? Maybe. But he couldn't resist. As bad as it felt, as much as it seemed like he was lying to Audrey with each word he spoke to Sam, he didn't want to lose this friendship.

Zale took the phone number, holding it nervously in his hands, occupying himself with tearing the messy edge caused by the coil that bound the book together. "Um... thanks. I'll call when I get the chance..." He mumbled.

At that final sentence, he sighed. "Sam, something will go wrong. Audrey's a Crown Jewel. I can tell that she's not using me, and I know that she means well, but she'd never really be happy with someone like me." He said softly. "She might be happy now, but Alliance is a school full of attractive jocks with lots of money and popular friends. I want to have faith in her, but..." He sighed. It was a hard desicion he had to make, even if it might not have seemed that way -- Crown Jewel or computer nerd?