CLU – The Details (it’s like the movies)

12 Sep

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.

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