Fred's face didn't immediately give away remembrance about sexual conduct in St. Peters Cathedral or classes on kink, which made it all the more fun to watch him think and think and then remember, at least what the list had been made for/about roughly. Zach was grinning easily. Oh yes, that list.
"Lets see," Zach cleared his throat, though he wasn't really looking at his journal anymore, "We had a dance off, me leading a tango in your choice of shoes, you administering an exam to me, a class on kink for you..." Zach turned slightly more toward Fred to see his face. "Sucking you off on my knees in St. Peters Cathedral in Rome," Zach spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, watching Fred's face, "a flexibility test, and oh truth or dare." He decided not to bring up the prediction matter just yet. Though really, either way, Zach won.