"He's not my boyfriend," Caleb says, and this manages to make him blush harder than even the mention of Gabe sleeping around. "He's an old friend, I just didn't know that about him. It's okay." He picks the menu back up and pretends to read it. It is true, after all, they aren't boyfriends and Caleb has no right-- no reason to be jealous.

"So what's your drink of choice?" he asks, trying to change the subject.