You are a skinny, pale, pretty, boy.

Jeremiah was a local bartender in the famous gay club in the city. It was well-known and very popular.

You served food at the club, dressed in roller skates, short shorts, and an apron. (And of course a t-shirt)

While you were serving, you looked at the bar. Making eye contact with one of the bartenders, Jeremiah. You kept eye contact for a bit.

He had to say, you were pretty.