This really happened in real life:
Penny: Good morning!
Latte Boy: Morning. Here’s your coffee… Sets coffee on the bar, then nervously fumbles for a straw.
Penny: Thanks! Does that thing with the straw and the teeth.
Latte Boy: So, I was wondering if you wanted to get a drink sometime?
Penny: Straw unattractively dangles from surprised mouth before being rescued. I’d love to! But. I live in [NOT THIS STATE].
Latte Boy: Oh. Disappointed face. Brightens. That shouldn’t be a problem.
Penny: Ok! Are you free Friday?
Latte Boy: Saturday?
Penny: Oh, no I’m busy on Saturday. Sad face.
Latte Boy: Sunday?
Penny: Sunday is perfect.
Latte Boy writes his number on a coffee collar and hands it to Penny with a smile.
Penny: Great! I’ll text you.
Latte Boy: Good. Have a good day!
Ahem. Eat your heart out, Molly. It’s not in my head.