Gabe sat down and decided that if this guy was Zoe's friend (or something more, it looked like) then Gabe needed to give him a chance, no matter how uncomfortable he was. Already he was trying to work out what this guy thought of him and tried hard not to let it show. Was he judging Gabe? (No, Gabe told himself firmly, trying to kick his natural anxiety out. It doesn't matter what he thinks about you. Don't be paranoid.)
"So Chance," Gabe said, forcing that cheerful face he often used to hide his discomfort. "What do you do?"