Straight. Straight. Older than his father. Female. Damn, not a bad draw as far as lift rides went, but Zach decided he would get off at the first stop, wherever that was - atrium, dungeons, anywhere. So many possibilities. He grinned. The lift stopped moving, finally - just long enough he could be about anywhere but not far enough for the atrium. Zach knew how long that ride was. And it was nice and long, oh yea.
He looked forward at the shiny gold surface - quite pretty really - and...he could have sworn music started playing, maybe elevator music?, but it sounded better than that. And the doors opened. And there was a bloke standing there, a handsome bloke, a really really handsome bloke. And Zach just knew he wasn't straight.
"Hello!" He was almost licking his lips just thinking about it.