The album's a birthday present from his college friend Maureen for his twenty-second. "It's only just come out," she gushes after he unwraps it. He bites his lip, because it sure looks expensive, but she looks so hopeful he just says, "Thanks," and gives her a quick hug. She's a sweet girl, and if he was into that kind of thing, he's sure they'd be great together.

Benny laughs when Scotty brings it home ("Goodbye Yellow Brick Road?" he asks skeptically), but Scotty just tells him to shut up, because it's the same guy that sings "Crocodile Rock," and doesn't Benny remember how they'd danced to it in that nightclub on the Sunset Strip last year after Benny'd gotten the news about being called up to AAA? Benny stops laughing at that and gets that look in his eyes (the one he'd had the first time he'd seen the Murderers' Row ball, and also the first time he'd been inside Scotty), and one thing leads to another.

Later, though, after they've cleaned themselves up a bit and are just lying together staring at the ceiling, Scotty does put on the record on. The first song on side A is insanely long, something like ten minutes, but it's okay sounding. The second song is beautiful, about a candle in the wind, and it makes Scotty think of getting caught in the rain at the Sandlot after a big game and everyone rushing home except Scotty and Benny, and that had been the first time they'd ever kissed. The third song… the third song-

"It's not funny," Benny says, cheeks going red. He gives Scotty a shove, but Scotty just laughs and shoves back.

"This is your song, Benny," he says with a grin. "It's got your name!"

"Shut it, Smalls," Benny says and grabs him by the arms, wrestles him around until he's got Scotty pinned to the bed. They stare into each other's eyes, both panting, and then Benny grins, as well, swoops in and kisses him. They're still kissing when Elton John circles back around to the chorus: "B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets!"

Half a year later, Scotty's flipping through an issue of Rolling Stone instead of finishing his article on the Dodgers' latest winning streak (and thinking about the extended stretch of home games Benny's got coming up, when they'll get to sleep together every night and wake up together every morning), and he happens across an interview with Elton John, the brilliant voice behind Scotty's new favorite song. It's a longer interview, all about Elton being shy, Elton breaking up with his band, Elton being pals with David Bowie. Then the word bisexual catches Scotty's eye and he zones in one line in particular: "There's nothing wrong," it reads, and Scotty imagines it in Elton John's voice, "with going to bed with somebody of your own sex."

He's not wrong, Scotty thinks, and makes a note to say something to Benny when he calls after his game tonight.