SUDDENLY TWELVE MINUTES LATER
The roommate seemed torn. He looked like he was going to try and say something back to my friend, but then he would turn to the sister, and then he'd turn back to my friend, and then to the girlfriend, and eventually, he walked over to me. He told me that I should get my friend off his case, and that the night's game would be ruined unless I did. Before I did anything, the food arrived, and things magically calmed down, just until we actually started to play again.
The roomate brought up the subject in-game. My friend tried to object, but our DM, who still had not grasped any sense of the situation, thought it now best to remind us all about the spirit of the game, and that in-game conversations were in-game, and had no part in reality. The girlfriend backed the DM up on this, and my friend gave up quickly. The sister, playing a Paladin, politely refused the Fighter. Whether it was her own feeling's or not, the Big guy actually gave out an audible sigh of relief that I'm certain everyone noticed. However, the roomate had been playing a rather bold fighter (one of those die-hard, never-say-die, never-give-up, never-surrender kind of guys), and it was only too natural for him to continue his advances.
Now, for a slight intermission, I'd like to point out one of the magical (as in, really magic, not some parlor trick or D&D spell) things about roleplaying games. Big guy is dopey and overweight and doesn't say too much in real life. However, his bard has a charisma score of 20 and never shuts the hell up. And, he now had more then enough of a reason to run his mouth.
He told the fighter to back off. Eloquently.
Suddenly, it happened. I was waiting for it the moment I met the roommate. Something that's on the biological level. Something instinctual. Something I knew would happen, I just did not know when.
His alpha male switch flipped on.