“Of course food can wait,” Luc said good-naturedly, flashing the dark-haired man another grin as he dug his keys out of his bag. But, you know, Sean probably could have gotten Luc to agree to anything – almost. Definitely anything if he were drunk – a thought that almost made him not want to drink around the instructor. Almost. For about half a second.
He led the way to where the BMW was parked, hitting the button on his control to unlock it before they'd even walked out of the building. Not going so far as to do the push-to-start option on the remote – because that was tacky. Or something. He pushed his sunglasses down onto his nose again, breaking the tension of potentially getting caught looking at something he shouldn't be. Better safe than sorry and all.
“Besides, the food'll just taste that much better when we do eat,” he added with a laugh as he held the door open for Sean, and, yeah, maybe abusing the opportunity to check him out from behind the Ray Bans while the brunet wasn't looking. God, what was with him, even? This was just getting stupid.
He motioned towards the parking lot to where the BMW's lights flashed a few times to indicate that the car had been unlocked. “That's me.”