Billy smirked with a raised eyebrow at Mark's comment about not wearing a mask. But he held his tongue because he needed to think over his words. In the cafe, he was friendly and charming,c hatting back with the girl. But not anywhere near flirting, just far more comfortable than Mark would be with a complete stranger.

As much as Billy wanted to know about Roger, that wasn't his concern right now. He settled across the table from Mark, being polite and not dismissing the words outright. Because he wasn't going to let this thing go, and he'd had time to consider what he wanted to say.

"I'd love to go with you," he said with that easy smile of his. "But." Okay, maybe he wasn't so good with transitions. "You said outside you don't wear masks. Yet you hide behind that camera of yours at every possible chance."