He laughed as they linked hands. "Mm, sounds about like my parents when Ali announced she intended to be an actress." Really, Felipe's reaction. Felipe liked to forget that he'd married a girl a more...artistic family. He believed everyone ought to have serious jobs, at least in their family. "I wasn't there, so I don't know if they broke out the tequila or not."

He arched a brow, though, as he stood. "I believe I've managed to feel you up when you're wearing pants," he murmured in Gael's ear as he let Gael pull him along, and once they were out in the cooling summer night he looked at the image Gael had pulled up. It was very much him, he thought. "Well, hip will hurt the most, but the design would look good there. My artist told me she never recommends first tattoos on the back," he added. "Because she figures if you've decided to get inked, you probably want to be able to see it."

He looked up, though, as Gael's question, and his lips curved into a slow smile. "Waxed," he said as he handed the phone back. "It makes you feel just like silk." It was early yet to take Gael back to the apartment he shared with Sarah - or back to Carlos' own. Besides, he knew what would likely happen once they were back behind closed doors - and while he never exactly regretted having Gael naked, he also didn't want to let go of this. They were actually talking to each other.

Even if a lot of what they talked about was sex. "What's the most....unusual," he decided, "place you've fucked?"