<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k183/Jefepato/tommyjpegedit_zps23c49e2e.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Tommy Nakamura<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Callout<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Wok Inn and relevant surroundings<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Michael White<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>Tommy had never had a harder time keeping a straight face.  At least, never a harder time that he succeeded at, which thankfully he did.<br/><br/>"I'm not worried about Miss Yue's ethics.  She's really nice.  Just, I don't know how the policy goes in this sort of case.  It probably isn't something to worry too much about."  He didn't flinch.  "Um.  Regarding attraction, it's not necessary to make a note of it.  I appreciate the compliment, but I'm not personally interested in other men in any case, and society happens to unjustly stigmatize same-sex attraction enough that it would be odd to talk about it under the circumstances.  There's nothing strange about eating a meal with someone you aren't romantically interested in."<br/><br/>"I was going to get food.  The lines are long enough that it would be a little awkward to interrupt a conversation that way, but if you need time to think about what you needed to ask that's cool too.  I'll be back...shortly."  Tommy returned a few minutes later with a mildly regrettable sub sandwich and sat down, slightly better prepared to speak in a formal and clinical manner.