Ciel dropped his face into his hand. "What is this? A romantic comedy?" he groaned. Shaking his head, he lifted his eyes to meet Shane's gaze again. A part of him just couldn't help but meddle. Maybe he had that gene that never let him let go of matters either, always wanting to offer advice whether people wanted it or not. "Boo boo, I hope you know you're going about this all wrong. There is one, and only one cure for a crush like that!" He jabbed a finger toward Shane as he leaned forward in his seat, voice quieter, but still far too loud for the words he was saying. "Sex." He snapped the word out, clear and bold, before grinning. "What you need right now is a real, no strings, no questions, hot as hell fuck buddy. And if that's what you need, I'm just fine with that."