It had worked, Peter did feel a little calmer. But after a few swigs of beer he was not sure if it wasn't just alcoholic courage. He was a little alarmed at what Rusty had said, wondering if he was that transparent.
Rusty on the other hand, didn't care at all about this teasing. "Hey - I may have a lot of love for my fellow men, but it doesn't mean I need to show it in a sexual manner. K? I'm a ladies' man. That other men adore me and want me to do the dance of love in their bedrooms is another matter which I respect and do not blame them for..." He grinned, then, hooting when Brad went to get flaming whatevers... seemed appropriate really for their conversation.
"So..." he started at Peter, as Brad clunked around. "We don't know much about you, Petey Betey. Where you from, what do you do, what you here for? BRAD we need to do Spanish Inquisition!"