If Rook didn't think that his new boss and the local sheriff weren't an item, he definitely would have made a play for it. Because he isn't the kind of guy, who just simply sits by and watches something he wants without trying to reach for it. Sure, he thinks he's not good for anyone right now, and Ulysse is the first person he's considered with any kind of interest ever since the accident, he hasn't even jerked off since then. His life has mostly just been a pleasure-less existence for so long. But he is paying attention now, to this one particular man.

And true to his habits, he doesn't insert any pointless pleasantries about either of these topics, he simply nods and takes another sip of his drink. He would tell Ulysse in no uncertain terms if he wasn't up for the dancing lessons.

"You happen to know anyone, who would be up for renting one of those house boats?" The harbor is right there and he wouldn't mind being close to the Roadhouse just in case some assholes would decide to ransack it during the close hours.