I can't write this fic because there really isn't enough to this to make a fic but imagine Brian and Roger going to a carvery type place, where there's a high chance of being in a queue with other people but unmistakably also there with someone.
Roger: I remember when you ate meat.
Roger: and no chance of being enticed back?
Roger: So you're just going to have a plate of vegetables?
Brian: they have little vegan sausages
Richard, a friend of Brian's from university: Brian! I thought that was you.
Brian: Richard! Hello. I've not seen you in a while
Richard: You can say that again. How the hell are you?
Brian: I'm good thank you
Roger thinking to himself, he nearly died 3 months ago and he still hasn't gained weight back. Funny definition of good... 🤔
Brian: How're you? How've you been?
Richard: Fine, yeah, but busy. Glad to be off for a couple of weeks.
Brian: us too. Oh, erm, I don't think you met Roger-?
Richard: No. Hello- Oh. 😳 Oh shit, Brian, am I interrupting a date? I didn't realise and there I am prattling on at you
Brian: No, no, it's not a date. Not with Roger, he's my drummer. I mean. Not my personal drummer-
Roger: the bands drummer Queen. Also, a Founding member.
Carvery guy: Which meats would you like?
Roger: all of them, please.
Richard, not convinced: Right. Well. Lovely to meet you. We'll catch up properly yes? *quieter* I'm so sorry old chap your secrets safe with me.
Roger, who has thrown one singular helping of cauliflower cheese on his plate and no other veg: See you at the condiments station, love.
Brian: Funny. *to Richard* he's just messing about.
Richard: I didn't hear anything 😉 I am a wall of obliviousness, I remain unknowledgeable in the face of romance.
Carvery guy: Which meats would you like?
Brian: just the vegan sausages for me
Richard: You take care Brian, alright?
CG: and then as many vegetables as you like on the next station.
Carvery guy, to Richard: Which meats would you like?
Richard: ohhh all but the pork please.
CG: if everything is alright sir I do have to ask you to move up the line to the veg station.
Brian: *gives up* okay. Thank you. Nice to see you Richard
Richard: You too, Brian, enjoy your... Meal 😉
Brian: you enjoy that too much
Roger: The beef is very nice, yes, you're missing out
Brian: I meant *waves hand vaguely* that. People mistake you for being my boyfriend. I'd be getting ideas if I didn't know any better
Roger: Ideas are dangerous. Eat your sea fungus sausage before they go cold
Brian: *Sigh* they're Linda McCartney
Roger: hmm... I didn't recognise her underneath the gravy