By the time they were done it was quite late "Hope you didn't have anywhere to be," said Kurt handing him a cigarette.

Randy took it. "Naw, I'm already done with work for the day..." He raised an eyebrow as he paused to draw from the cigarette and blow a ring of smoke. "Baby prob'ly wonderin' why I ain't home yet, though. I didn't plan on making any stops."

Kurt kissed his cheek, "Well why don't you get home?" he said.

"Yeah..." Randy VIII stood and stretched, holding the cigarette between his teeth. He adjusted his shorts for the third time that day, blew another puff of smoke, and kissed Kurt goodbye.

Baby was waiting up for him when he got home, "You're here late," she said.

"I made a coupla' unexpected stops along the way," he explained. "First I hadda go talk to Cat, then I met up with Kurt." He grinned and opened the shoe box. "Look what Klaus give me!"

"Those must have cost a fortune!" Baby gasped.

"You bet. Ain't he good to me?" Randy sat down to remove the shoes he was wearing and try on the new ones.

"Yes he is, he must really like you," said Baby.

"He sure does, an' I like him, too," Randy VIII replied. He stood and took a few strides across the room, swishing his hips and striking a pose. "Boy, these are perfect!"

"It's like they were made for you," said Baby with a whistle.

"Pretty sure they were!" Randy swished his way back over to her and gave her a kiss. "Whatchoo been up to while I was gone?"

"Oh not much, Gloria came over and helped with the twins but it was a nice quiet day for the most part," said Baby.

Randy nodded, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm a little tired now. You wan' put me to bed?"

Baby giggled and kissed him, "Alright, come here honey,"

He smiled and followed her upstairs, carefully removing the new shoes before crawling into bed and burrowing beneath the covers.

A few days later Klaus called Randy up for an appointment, stating that he had something different from their norm in mind.

Randy VIII wasn't sure what that might mean, but he was eager to find out. He hadn't been disappointed by a visit to Klaus yet, and he was excited to wear his new boots...

Klaus was waiting for him and he was wearing a nice suit in preparation for a night on the town, "Those boots look great on you," he remarked.

"Don't I know it," said Randy VIII, striking a pose to show them off. "You sure lookin' awful fancy tonight."

"Well, we're going out," said Klaus, "Tonight you're going to be my date," he explained.

"Ooh, where we goin'?" Randy asked, eyes bright with interest.

"I thought we'd have dinner and go to a club I'm a member of," said Klaus.

"Sounds good, honey; you just lead the way." Randy VIII gave him a peck on the lips.

Klaus took Randy to a seafood restaurant where the pair got a lot of stares from the other patrons, "You stand out," Klaus chuckled.

Randy looked himself up and down and grinned. "Mm. Sure do, and you don't even mind, do ya?"

"Not at all" Klaus chuckled, "Look at my stuffy cohorts all slack jawed and stupid faced," he eyed the stunned crowd with an expression akin to triumph.

Randy VIII giggled. "You're somethin'," he remarked pleasantly.

"Oh I'm not done yet," Klaus grabbed Randy and gave him a deep kiss. The entire restaurant fell into dead silence.

Rather amused by this reaction, Randy returned the kiss enthusiastically and draped his arms around Klaus's neck.

It wasn't long before the manager came out and said to them, "I'm afraid you'll have to leave, you're causing a stir..."

"Leave?" Randy looked affronted. "We didn't break any rules; they can just mind their own business."

"This is unseemly," the man shot a pleading look at Klaus "What do you think you're doing? Why are you with...with...this?!" he hissed gesturing at Randy. Klaus smirked and grabbed Randy's backside.

Randy smiled briefly at that before turning on the man who'd addressed them. "The hell did you call me?"

"W...well...you...you look like something he picked up off the street!" said the manager defensively.

Randy VIII bent toward him, uttering a low growl as he bared his teeth. "I ain't a thing, and never you mind what I look like."

"Klaus what are you doing? You're going to cause a scandle!" the manager hissed, "Oh?" Klaus raised an eyebrow and put his hand down Randy's shirt.

Randy seemed to calm considerably, at least for the moment. What are you up to, sug'? he thought at Klaus.

I'm causing a scandal came the casual reply as Klaus gave him a pinch.

Randy snorted and grinned, shaking his head before reeling Klaus in for another kiss.