Will was basically a giant, fuzzy ball. And what did dogs like? Balls! So, while Will rolled around, Temp's Mightyena was doing his best to chase the cute sheep. He wouldn't hurt him, though! Milksteak was all bark and no bite.

"Hey, Alex." A little quiet, a little fond. Temp hadn't ever wanted to break up with Alexei Ivanov. But, stuff just had a way of working out that way sometimes. It was a shame. While Temp wasn't in love with Alexei anymore he did still care about him.

"Nah, I like Temp. You can still call me Norman if you want, though."

"Overall...." And he thought it over, really thought. Weighed breaking his own heart all that time ago over Alexei Ivanov, the terrible shit in Rocket, but still coming out with a respectable position, better than he was before. "I think I'm okay. What about you?"

It feels strange. Once, he and Alexei had told each other almost everything. Long nights and cuddling and watching trashy movies. Hearing him ramble about the customers at the bar. It was so strange now, to not have that.

"It was... it was that really fruity pineapple one." Temp had to keep from wincing at the reminder. Alexei starting the Gym, and his little tryst with starting Rocket, was the entire reason Temp had wanted to break it off. He didn't want Alexei connected to someone like him.

His mouth goes dry.

"I'd like to have it again." The drink. Just a chance to chat.

Temp might not love Alexei Ivanov like he did before. But feelings didn't fade so fast. The idea of Alexei alone, because of him, made him feel... bad.

Idly, Temp played with his engagement ring.

He opened his mouth to say more, stick his foot in his mouth most likely, but the buzzer dinged.

And Temp sat back, silently relieved, quietly sad it was over.