[Seasonal Event] Boy Problems

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Phoebe smiled. The poor guy was a nervous wreck. Frankly, she couldn’t think of anyone better for him than Remi. He had the patience of a saint. ”I understand what you mean, don’t worry.” she assured when he confessed he was interested in men, not women. She had actually deduced that already; thought she would make him feel stupid by saying so. ”Well it is true. I’ve never had a suitor. Never even had someone who has had a fondness for me that way. I haven’t been kissed or touched or anything.” she said, maintaining her smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. It hurt to say these things, because it was a reminder of her own poor prospects. But Sam needed to hear these things, and know he wasn’t alone. When he asked if she ever tried to date Remi she laughed a little and shook his head. ”When he and I first met, his preference for men was made known to me under some…less than pleasant circumstances. So I have never thought of Remi that way. He is more like…a brother to me. My best friend.” she said with a smile. When asked what Remi liked she tapped her chin in thought. ”Remi has always seemed very laid back to me. I am certain so long as whatever you do is pleasant he will enjoy it.” she said, smiling a bit. ”Though, I think he might appreciate something romantic. Flowers and an intimate meal with conversation in a comfortable, decorate environment…intimate in this case meaning just the two of you not out in public.” She said, trying to think. But it was hard! She had never been on a date herself after all!