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There is a certain trouble, now that Lito finds himself out in the world as he truly is. The trouble is that he has nothing to hide behind. While he does not feel ready to move on and find love, he is aching for physical touch since Will has vanished and he doesn't have to lie anymore. The problem is that he spent so long lying that he hadn't given himself any possibility of finding someone to help with this.

So he's gone back to the club and waits at the bar for someone who looks like they wouldn't mind going a few rounds with him. He's also trying to look for someone who doesn't look like they'd mind a kiss or a touch, maybe even pinning him down and holding him.

Lito sighs when his search doesn't seem to lead him to anything, but the night is young. "Another drink," he orders, bolstering his optimism. He will find someone. He will.