"I know, I know, I suppose I never thought of purple pants, though. I'm usually a jeans person, you know?" He rubbed his neck, but he did - tush to Mindy - wriggle out of the shorts and went to try on the pants. Simon did pick them out, so many he really wanted to see how they looked? Besides he was supposed to be going with Simon's suggestions for the club wear, so sure.

They were surprisingly comfortable and he admired them when Mindy whispered that in his ear. His eyes went wide, then everything right to his ears went as red as could be. He briefly realized he'd probably blushed more today than in the past year combined before he choked a little. "I- I'm nay-" Oh god where did he even start?! His accent all but flooded his words in his fumbling. "He isn't interested in that sort of thing- with me. I don't want to be discussing this!" He could die later at the fact he squeaked there, feeling overwhelmed. Simon hadn't mentioned anything to do with that 'community' about tonight, but Mindy was obsessed with it!