Lyle stood once Dane explained how close he was and sighed. He wasn't to happy about this and he didn't get what was so different from sleeping on a couch in the bar and sleeping on a couch at Dante's, but he went along with it anyway. He waved good buy to Joe and left with Dante, still somewhat annoyed.<br/><br/>He stepped into his home and looked around seeing the different parts of it. He had imagined something along these lines. It fi the singer. It was warm yet had a lot of things that said 'Dante' in bold letters. The Recorders were one of them. He made a not to peek through and get a feel for Dante's favorites.<br/><br/>When Lyle was shown to the bedroom it suddenly dawned on him that Dante had no plans of letting him sleep on the couch. "If this is some strange way of hitting on me then I will punch you." Lyle sighed once again stripping off his jacket and vest.