Gay or European
“There! Right There!” Marinette points to Nathaniel as soon as a song played from her phone, much to his confusion.
“Look at that tan, that tinted skin!
Look at the killer shape he's in!
Look at that slightly stubly chin” Alix snorted, “Oh please he's gay, totally gay!”
Max stood from his seat, “I'm not about to celebrate. Every trait could indicate the totally straight expotriate.” He gestures to Nathaniel, “This guy's not gay, I say not gay.”
Everyone just stares at Nathaniel while he’s just innocently looking through his sketchbook and trying to ignore them
“That is the elephant in the room
Well, is it relevant to assume
that a man who wears perfume
is automatically matically fay?”
Adrien pointed to his hair, “But look at his coiffed and crispy locks.”
“Look at his silk translucent socks!”
“There's the eternal paradox!” Max whispered to Marinette, “Look what we're seeing.”
“What are we seeing?” She asked.
“Is he gay?”
“Of course he's gay!”
“Or European?”
Everyone went silent, “... Ohhhhh.” They continued to stare at Nathaniel with narrowed eyes, “Gay or European? It's hard to guarantee. Is he gay or european?”
Nino held his hands up when everyone looked to him, “Well, hey don't look at me!”
Alix sang, “You see they bring their boys up different in those charming foreign ports!
They play peculiar sports!”
“In shiny shirts and tiny shorts
Gay or foreign fella?
The answer could take weeks!
They will say things like "ciao bella"
while they kiss you on both cheeks!”
Marinette rolled her eyes, “Oh please!”
“Gay or European?
So many shades of gray!”
“Depending on the time of day, the French go either way!” Nino kisses Adrien on the cheek, much to the blonde’s shock.
“Is he gay or European? Or-“
“Hold it! Right There!” Chloé points to Nathaniel smirking, now going along with it.
“Look at that condescending smirk!” She cocks her hip to the side.
“Seen it on every guy at work!
That is a metro-hetro jerk!
That guy's not gay, I say no way!”
“That is the elephant in the room!
Well is it relevant to presume
that a hottie in that costume!”
“Is automatically, radically!”
“Ironically, cronically!”
“Scurtinly, curtainly!”
“Genetically, netically!”
“Gay!
Officially Gay!
Officially Gay, Gay, Gay, Gay!”
Everyone looked and saw that he was kissing Sabrina’s hand, “Dammit! Gay or European?”
“So stylish and relaxed.”
“Is he gay or European?”
Max stroked his chin, “I think his chest is waxed.”
“But they bring their boys up different there, it's culturally diverse!” Alix pointed out. “It's not a fashion curse!”
“If he wears a kilt or bears a purse!
Gay or just exotic?
I still can't crack the code!”
“Yet his accent is hypnotic!” Rose points to his shoes, “But his shoes are pointy toed.”
Everyone tilted their heads, “Huh.
Gay or European? So many shades of gray!”
“But if he turns out straight, I'm free at 8:00 on saturday!” Alya sang as she checked Nathaniel out.
“Is he gay or European?
Gay or european?
Gay or Euro-“
Adrien spoke, “Wait a minute!
Give me a chance to crack this guy, I have an idea I'd like to try.”
Max let him past, “The floor is yours.”
Adrien tapped Nathaniel on the shoulder, prompting the artist to look up at him. “So Mr. Argitacos...
This alleged affair with Ms. Windam
has been going on for...?”
“Two years,” he answered.
“And your first name again is...?”
“Nicos.”
“And your boyfriend's name is...?”
“Carlos.” Nathaniel quickly covered his mouth as everyone gasped, “I'm sorry! I misunderstand! You say boyfriend, I thought you say best friend! Carlos is my best friend...”
Just as Kim was about to sing the next part, they heard-
“You bastard!”
Everyone turned to see Marc standing at the doorway. With a pout, Kim sat back down.
”You lying bastard!
That's it!
I no cover for you, no more!”
He drops his messenger bag onto the floor, “People!
I have a big announcement!
He points to Nathaniel, “This man is gay AND European!”
”Whoa!”
“And neither is disgrace!
You've got to stop your being
a completely closet case!
It's me, not her he's seein'!
No matter what he say!
I swear he never ever ever swing the other way!
You are so gay!
You big parfait!
You flaming boy in cabaret!”
Nathaniel folded his arms, “I'm straight!”
“You were not yesterday,” Marc smirked, making Nathaniel blush. “So if I may, I'm proud to say! He's gay!”
“And European!”
“He's gay!”
“And European!”
“He's gay!”
“And European and Gay!”
“Fine okay, I'm gay!” Nathaniel exclaimed.
“Hooray!”
”... And for the record, I’m Bi,” Nathaniel stated.