Chase stops in the middle of a swallow, both brows raising as he turns to look at Russell. Maybe he shouldn't be terribly surprised; plenty of people go for years without being in a relationship, but there was always something about Russell that made Chase think that he'd try. (Not that he's spent all that much time wondering about the dating habits of his friends.)

"Really?" he asks, blinking. "Man, I thought that you'd be that kind of guy all the girls are after. Man in uniform, stand-up guy. I assumed you just wanted to play the field."