Who: Warren and Rocky
What: Chillin'

Since Rocky had been trapped inside so long, Warren decided to take him for a walk. He normally hated the outdoors, but getting a bit of fresh air and sun with his boyfriend didn't seem so bad. He was wearing his swim trunks and Rocky was in his usual gold shorts as the two headed for the lake. Warren gripped Rocky's hand tightly.

Who: Trekkie, Warren and Buffybot
What: Checking in

When Warren received the form saying that Buffybot had chosen a boyfriend, he immediately decided to check in and make sure that it wasn't some loser who would take advantage of his little girl.
He knocked on Trekkie's hotel room door and waited for him to answer.

Who: Warren and Rocky
What: A stern talking to

Warren watched Patrick go, then turned and glared at Rocky. "I am very, very mad at you," he shouted. "I never thought you would ever disappoint me this much."

Who: Andy and Julia, Warren and Rocky
What: Drinking egg nog in front of the fire

Even though Warren enjoyed having Rocky all to himself in their suite, he didn't want the boy to get totally restless. He knew that he needed some fun and some time with other people. So, Warren had arranged a date with the most pleasant-seeming couple at the hotel. He got Rocky to put on some jeans and a t-shirt, assuring him that getting out of the suite and meeting some new people would be worth the slight discomfort.
While he waited for the other couple to arrive, he rubbed Rocky's back gently. "This is gonna be really fun, baby," he told him, kissing Rocky's neck lovingly.

Who: Warren and Open

Warren didn't seek out company very often, but he was getting a little bored in his room. Spending all day every day with Rocky made him long for some stimulating conversation. He just wanted to hear something besides "I love you" or "I'm Rocky." So he was wandering the hall searching for someone to talk to.

Warren's first feeling upon entering the hotel was immense relief. He was no longer trapped in the forest, tied up and being tortured.

Then it occurred to him what that meant: He must be dead.

He looked around. It seemed more like heaven than like hell. That was good. He noticed a woman sitting behind a desk and approached her.

"So how does this work?" he asked her. "Should I just give you my name and you tell me where to go? Should I plead my case? Because, you know, I know I did some things wrong, but I think in those last few hours I suffered more than enough."

Yente laughed slightly. "I'm not interested in punishing you," she told him. Warren's relief was tainted by a nagging feeling that this could easily be a trap. "All I'm interested in is true love."

He furrowed his eyebrows. "True love?" he asked.

"You're here, Mr. Mears, to meet your true love. You won't be leaving until you do, but I'll try to make you as comfortable as possible in the meantime, alright?"

Warren was perplexed, but as long as there was no fire and sulfur, it seemed like a nice enough arrangement. "Alright," he said.

She took out a form and began filling it out. "Alright, Warren Mears...man seeking..." She looked Warren over, "No preference."

"Hey, hey!" Warren said. "I'm completely straight. I am definitely a man seeking a woman."

Yente looked back at him levelly. "You've been with another man," she said. "Several times."

For a moment Warren was confused, but then he remembered. He always forgot that Andrew was a man. "Oh, yeah," he said. "But that was just the one guy. He's...I dunno, I kind of loved him, so, I sort of let the gender thing slide..."

"So don't you think you could love a man again?" she asked him.

Warren thought about it. HE really couldn't imagine it, but he supposed there was a chance another Andrew would come along. "Alright, fine," he conceded, "I'm a man with no preference. Now do I get a hotel room?"

Yente smiled and nodded, leading Warren to the elevator.