Max, who is really Peter

I was pushed his way to let him know someone thought he was cute. I didn't have much choice but to say something to him as he noticed my swift approach over. The seat next to him, to my good fortune, was empty so I took a seat. I leaned over and said "I was sent to let you know someone thinks you are cute." I smiled, and raised my eyebrows in curiousity as I took a sip of my drink (a "Big Ass Margarita" by the way).
I got him interested, and we started talking. Being as it was halloween, costumes were up first. He asked if I knew who he was. Of course I did. "You are Max, from Where The Wild Things Are. I have a doll of him on my desk." He had just seen the movie and thought it a good idea for a costume, especially as his friend was having an animal costume party the following week. He was using halloween as a test run for his costume.
"Im a detective." I pointed out the obvious. He was impressed by the homemade cape (his costume was homemade also, and well done at that). He commented on my magnafying glass, and how heavy it must be. I handed it to him to see for yourself, and said I hadn't noticed as I've been holding it for quite some time.
Tattoos came up next, as he took hold of my wrist after he saw the birds. He softly ran his fingers over them. "They're new," he noted. "Yes. I got them yesterday." After asking if I had more, I showed him Pirate Guy on my foot, which he was smitten with, and again ran his fingers softly over. I flashed the back of my left arm to show the stars next, saying those were my first. He had always wanted a tattoo, and had a plan to get one but it had fell through.
The noise of this bar/club requires you to get close to the person you are talking to. As we talked, we moved closer to each other. One of my legs was on his stool, he hands resting on my legs. We started to lean more into each other as we talked, pausing to look at the others face. I was talking about something, who knows what actually, and I paused to look at his face. I noticed then how close our faces were, and whatever it was that I was saying ended there, as that inch of space decreased until we were lip to lip.