Amir stares, chokes on his spit as the other man bows politely to them all, his green hair slicked back and his eyes piercing, his apron folded down to his waist to reveal a sleeveless white shirt, flecked with glitter and icing in pastel pinks and purples and blues, evidence of his hard work. He wants to get on his knees, immediately. (Amir Others is an overachieving dance instructor and he wants to get on his knees for overachiever master cake decorator Milo Johnson.)