I don't know Chad, but I know how men think. *g* If it were me, I'd approach them, separately, with all sincere confidentiality, knowing winks and furtive looks around, and remind them that as their friend, I wouldn't tell a soul, they know they can trust me, so come on, tell me, how is he, really? You know, in bed? I mean, he's hot, yeah, but that's not always a guarantee, you know, and he's got those (cheekbones/legs/insert appropriate body part here) and I mean, I'm a modern guy, I'm open, I see things, and he's been looking at you, so... So, how is he? And then wait for his brain to implode. In a day or two, they're looking at each other and catching each other, and the rest is Karma/chemistry/lust. *g*