He blinks, a little stunned. "Wait, and you... didn't realize it was a gay bar? Or that...? Wow. You really don't have gaydar."

He jabs his thumb in the direction of the rec room, to the juke box. "That thing has almost a shittier sense of humor than the whole of the island. But... I dunno. It's definitely not that I'm unhappy. I got/i>... well, you know. I'm happy. It's just weird, I guess."