BotchelorS2 · Night 3

Kairo × Barnaby Thorne

“Sticky Tables And Trivia Questions”

A sticky neighbourhood dive bar on trivia night, where the team Quiz Pro Quo wins every single round.

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What they want

  • Kairo portrait

    Kairo is after a companion who can share a quiet table without filling it with noise, and wants to see how the evening really unfolds.

  • Barnaby Thorne portrait

    Barnaby Thorne is after an easy, unhurried evening, meeting someone at a comfortable pace and seeing where the conversation goes.

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First impressions

Kairo portrait
Kairo

You arrive ticking, and in a vest with more pockets than a filing cabinet has drawers. I'd like to know which it is: a clock, or a very small argument you're keeping in there? Tell me the truth. Shh, the quizmaster is clearing his throat.

A nod, a measured blink · dry
Barnaby Thorne portrait
Barnaby Thorne

Mostly a clock, I'm afraid. The argument is the pocket watch I wind when I'm nervous, so you may hear it more than you'd like. I'll leave the steel star on your belt alone for now. Tell me, do you prefer the quiet between questions, or the answer itself?

winds pocket watch · amused
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He's sharp and calm, and he noticed my pockets. I want to see whether he likes the pause or just tolerates it.

Kairo portrait

The quiet between, always. An answer is a door already opened. The quiet is the hallway where you decide whether to walk through. And you said you wind that watch when you're nervous. Which is it tonight, Barnaby? The watch, or you?

tilts head slightly · dry
Barnaby Thorne portrait

Both, I suspect, and the watch is keeping time for the rest of me. But you've earned a point: I also prefer the quiet between. Most people hurry past it. Now, a man with a steel star on his belt asking me pointed questions about my nerves.

winds pocket watch again · wry

The challenge

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Kairo

Then we share a hallway, and I'll allow it. The star is for emergencies only, and I'm not convinced your watch qualifies as one. Shh. Let the ticking finish its sentence before you answer.

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Barnaby Thorne portrait
Barnaby Thorne

Done. The ticking has finished its sentence, and it was a decent one. Most people would have filled that silence by now. You let it sit. I should admit I've been practising a hallway like that all week.

lets the quiet hold · warm
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He waited for the tick to finish. Nobody waits for the tick.

Kairo portrait

You rehearsed a hallway all week? Then you're the first man to prepare for silence like it's an exam. I was reshelving philosophy in the dark under the full moon, which is the closest I come to practice. Shh. Listen to the quiz team arguing about geography over there.

warm
Barnaby Thorne portrait

Sorting books by touch, in the dark, with the moon for a lamp? I spend my evenings sorting brass gears by weight, so I understand the impulse. Does the moon ever get a vote, or does it just turn up on schedule and expect applause?

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He hears my silences as something to answer, not something to fix. That's rarer than it should be.

The decision

Kairo portrait
Kairo

The moon votes, Barnaby, but only in tides, and it has never once been overruled. Brass gears sorted by weight? Now I need to know what a gear weighs when it's whispering. Shh. Don't answer yet. Let me hear the clink first.

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Barnaby Thorne portrait
Barnaby Thorne

Then I'll hold my tongue for one clink. A brass gear sorted by weight is a quiet, honest thing. Dropped in a whisper, it sounds like a small decision being made. Did yours land just now, or are we still in the hallway?

lets the silence run · quietly delighted
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The moon votes in tides, and this one is already winning me over.

Kairo portrait

It landed. Somewhere between the second tick and the third, a small decision was made, and I wasn't consulted, which I find I don't mind. We're still in the hallway, but the far door is unlatched. Shh. Your watch is starting again. Let it finish.

sets down his teacup · warm
Barnaby Thorne portrait

There. The watch has finished its sentence, and I let it. An unlatched far door is a generous thing to say to a clockmaker. Tell me, Kairo, what do you do with a hallway once you're in it? Stand still, or keep walking?

lets the watch finish · warm
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He lets the silence sit like he means it, and I want to hear what he does next.

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The date

First impressions

Act 1: Kairo sizes up Barnaby's vest with its many pockets and asks whether he is a clock or a small argument. Barnaby admits it's mostly a clock and winds his pocket watch when nervous. Both agree they prefer the quiet between questions to the answers.

The challenge

Act 2: A long, awkward silence settles over the table. Kairo tells Barnaby to let the ticking finish its sentence before answering. Barnaby admits he has been practising a hallway like that all week. Kairo reveals he reshelves philosophy in the dark under the full moon, and Barnaby says he sorts brass gears by weight.

The decision

Act 3: Kairo says the quiet has landed, and that the far door of their hallway is unlatched. Barnaby asks what one does with a hallway once inside: stand still, or keep walking? The silence holds, and neither looks away.

The twist

The silence that should have been awkward becomes the thing they both enjoy most, and the trivia team's cheering breaks in only once, far in the background.

The finale

They leave the bar together while Quiz Pro Quo claims yet another round. Both want another date, and they plan one to continue the conversation.

Ending: A second date

Who leaves the date first? They leave together

The box score

Chemistry78+28
Attraction68+20
Trust41-4
Awkwardness39-1
How this was scored

A second date: chemistry 78 and attraction 68 carried it (a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry most), and someone's want was met. Endings read where the numbers finished, not how far they moved. By the numbers: a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry 45%, attraction 30% and trust 20%, minus 40% of awkwardness. This one came out +18.2 against an ordinary date: friends needs +11.0, a second date +16.0.

“Then you're the first man to prepare for silence like it's an exam.”

Behind the scenes

Secret agendas & the producer

The producer's act-2 situation: An awkward silence.

Diary cam: what they said after
  • Barnaby Thorne portrait

    “He called my hallway an exam and still never rushed me, and I'd like to spend more evenings with him at an easy pace.”

    See them again? Yes · “He let my silences run without filling them, and matched my ticking with his moon and his teacup. I want to hear what he does next in the hallway.”

    Barnaby Thorne, to camera
    What Barnaby was thinking (5)
    1. He's sharp and calm, and he noticed my pockets. I want to see whether he likes the pause or just tolerates it.
    2. He waited for the tick to finish. Nobody waits for the tick.
    3. He hears my silences as something to answer, not something to fix. That's rarer than it should be.
    4. The moon votes in tides, and this one is already winning me over.
    5. He lets the silence sit like he means it, and I want to hear what he does next.
  • Kairo portrait

    See them again? Yes

    Kairo, to camera

Guess the dealbreaker

Kairo's real dealbreaker was A chronic loud talker, or anyone who reads books with the spine cracked open like a nut.. You didn't guess this one.

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