Pt 4

We sit in the diner drinking our Starbucks coffee, eating breakfast and talking, getting to know each other. I take a stab at asking for your phone number so I can call you sometime. You smile and write it on a napkin. “How about we do something tonight?”, I ask. The smile fades away from your face. “I have to work late tonight. I’ll be working until at least midnight.” You say with a sad look. “Well, I can meet you after if you aren’t busy”. As the smile comes back faster then turning on a light and you say “I would like that very much.” “Great, where do you work? I’ll meet you there.” I said.