It wasnt until after Eddy had said it did he realize how it might come across. It was a classic pick up line, one he had used to varying success over the years.<i>'Wanna see my tattoos? Wanna see how far they go?' </i>And they went all the way down.<br/><br/>And Freckles had perked right up and laughed (and what a gorgeous sound that was). His whole body leaned forward and it was obvious he was thinking about it, what Eddy might have hiding beneath his clothes, grey-blue eyes gleaming with blatant interest.<br/><br/>Okay, so the kid was gay.<br/><br/>Eddy might have done something with that two glasses ago had he known. It's not everyday a hot young thing comes wandering right up to his door, and even though Eddy was old, he wasnt dead yet. But, like most things in his life, that opportunity had already gone before it was even realized.<br/><br/>Freckles was happily, sloppily drunk, practically melting into the counter, and was in no condition to do anything more than to go home and sleep it off. If he could even walk at this point.<br/><br/>The kid held out his glass for more, and Eddy very gently took the glass away from his limp fingers.<br/><br/>"I think that's enough for tonight," he said, kindly as he could.