The rest of the night settled into a sort of normalcy, they let a movie play in the background as they ate, light chatter filling the air and the memories of the awkwardness earlier faded into the background of their normal routine. It was one of the better parts of having a roommate, Shane often thought, having someone there when your schedules allowed that could provide some sort of normalcy to your life and someone to talk to about the silly mindless daily life stuff. It was a nice end to the evening.

And when Shane went to bed he was hardly thinking about the event of the theatre, except with the assurance that he'd use the numbers once Quinn handed them over, if simply to try. He needed to move on. So the next norming when Quinn sent him an email, with entirely more detail than necessarily. He browsed a few Facebook pages before finding someone he actually knew, but didn't know was guy to set up a date with, hoping that the effort would serve him well in the long run.