"What."

"Welcome to the club!" Clyde redeclares, "I want to help you with you problem, and in return you can help me with mine."

Neither of them say anything for a moment. The bell rings for first period, but neither of the move.

"Are you serious?" Kyle asks as Clyde nods excitedly, "What would I be helping you with?"

Clyde blushes and rubs the back of his neck, instantly bashful, "... Token."

"Token?" Kyle repeats. This day keeps getting weirder. "Wouldn't this be better to ask to your closer friends? You know, the two in a committed gay relationship, who've been together for years? Craig and Tweek? Ringing any bells?"

Clyde kicks slightly at the floor, "I don't want to go to them and be made fun of for having a stupid crush... I'm sure you know what I mean. Would you go to Kenny for relationship advice?"

Kyle snorts at the thought, "No."

Clyde smirks, "See? We're in similar situations."

Oh really? You're sleeping with you best friend too? You want to be more but he doesn't seem interested? Wow! What a small world! Kyle thinks to himself. He shakes his head. "I guess."

"So you'll help me?" Kyle opens his mouth, but Clyde cuts him off quickly, "Of course, I'll help you too! Anything you need. I'm right here. Any day. Any moment. We're a club now, after all!"

"Sure..." Kyle replies. "So... uh..." Kyle was unsure what to do in this situation, "What do you need to do?"

"Get Token to like me," Clyde says simply. "You know, as more than a friend."

"Right."

"What about you and Stan?"

"Well..." Kyle pauses thinking back to his last attempt at asking Stan out. "I need to ask him on a date."

"Wow," Clyde says, "you're confident."

Kyle nods, "Yeah, I guess. I've tried before, but he didn't seem to think it was a date."

"Did you say it was a date?"

"No."

"That's your problem right there," Clyde smiles and looks Kyle over, "You are going to have a boyfriend in no time."