[Klaus is also not gonna argue about it! This big guy is about a billion times more optimistic than he is on his best days, so he's really just. Yeah, okay, gonna go to a random dude's house again. Been a while since he's done that—between the family drama over the past week and rehab—but also he's apparently not going to get down or get high or whatever the direction is this time.

He's really just going for tea. So it's a little weird. He's not sure what the expectations are for this. Is he supposed to put out anyway??? God only knows.

It's clear (to those that know him better, at least) he's not feeling all that well because he doesn't just talk incessantly the whole time as he starts to follow this guy. But he realizes they didn't exchange names, so—]

Uh, Klaus, by the way. A tea party might be easier if we know what to call each other. Is there a dress code? I didn't pack my Sunday best.