He stands next to you, awkwardly fumbling with his toothbrush. It's obvious he wants to talk to you.

"What's that" He asks in a demeaning voice. His blue eyes staring down at the moisturizer clutched in your hand.

"Moisturizer?" You say with the raise of an eyebrow. Holding it out to him in an offer. An invitation, to use the moisturizer of course, but....it could be something more.