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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."