"No,
I don't even know her! She
just turned to regard me
while I was waiting
for the beers, and
so I look at her and smile, friendly-like -"
"Like you are."
"- like I am, and out of nowhere she
goes, 'hey
man, I think you're hot.'"
"NO SHE DID NOT." "Well, go ask?"
"She's pretty cute, man!
- what did you say back?"
"Well,
I paused.
And I took myself a step
aback, regarding her
with
that head-cocked
-to-the-side kind of quizzical
imperceptible narrowing of one's eye
that I do, and then
I said,
'I think you're thinking of somebody else.'"
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