Talk to Charlie

"You wanted to talk," Ethan says, knowing she doesn't need the reminder, "You didn't say about what."

"Yeah... One sec." Charlie pulls herself to her feet again, this time going towards the bar. She comes back a minute later with a beer in one hand and a shot in the other. Taking the shot, then cracking open the beer, she lets out a sigh. "Okay well," she sips the beer, "I'm not sure how to say this but... We're friends right?"

"Right..." Ethan raises a brow, wondering where she's going with this.

"Okay, cool, uh, cause I'm totally cool being your friend it's just," she sips her beer again, "We're not kids anymore, you know? Things are kinda different now."

"Different how?" Ethan is now feeling lost in the conversation.

Charlie huffs. "Like, I'm saying things are complicated when you're an adult. Like, if there was something between us, it could make things weird."

Ethan clues in. Slighty. "Are you asking if there's something between us?"

"What? No!" Charlie shakes her head, "I mean, I know there isn't... I just saying if there was..."

Ethan notices her cheeks darken slightly. Slowly, he starts to realize exactly what's going on here.

She likes him.

And, of course, he likes her back, although he isn't completely ready to properly admit that to himself.

With that in the back of his mind, Ethan needed to decide what to do here.

She's fishing, seeing if he likes her.

He can either give her something, or not.