"You want to know my what?" Leon asked with a half laugh, setting down his beer to turn and face you as you spoke. His arm lay over the armrest of the couch in your apartment, your usual hangout spot.

You asked him his preferences, his type, just overall, what he liked in a person. You were a bit tipsy and a lot curious, and you'd been friends with him for so long yet knew nothing about him on the topic.