Schwartz barely fit in Danny’s car—What the hell does he eat all day?—but he was fired up for the Frilly Green Chile Ball, and had no intention of being in any condition to drive by the time it started, never mind after it was over. So Danny played chauffeur, although he had a pocket full of cab fare for just in cases. Aaron Schwartz was the first person in the whole wide world Danny had come out to. He’d essentially held the closet door open for him, and Danny was long past any shame or secrecy around his proclivities. In general, that is. But the whole drag thing was really more of a “proclivity” of Ashok’s, and Danny, unsure of how a drunken Schwartz would react to the sight of his boyfriend pretending to be a woman, reserved the right to be embarrassed. Which made him feel like a heel,
