"I think I've seen you before," The man who said it made Mimi nearly fall of the park bench. She had been staring into space, remembering an afternoon spent sitting on the porch steps while bickering, when the man had surprised her. She looked up at him and she immediately remembered him.

"Leo?"

"Mimi!" he smiled the smile that had knocked her off her feet over a year ago.

"Oh my God! Why aren't you dead?!"

"I could ask you the same question," he replied.

"Uh, I was in a small town auditing a farm when it happened. I've been stranded there for a year," Mimi said, "The moment that bus came through town I jumped on it," she lied, it had taken all her strength to turn away from Stanley, "So, what about you. How did you escape the clutches of death?" she asked.

"Same as you, volunteered to go to New York for a conference, turns out choosing work instead of a night on the town was the smartest thing I ever did," he laughed. Mimi smiled. "So," he said, "Ever consider that second date? I mean the restaurant I told you about is no more, but I'm sure we could find someplace decent."

"Wouldn't you call it a first date?" Mimi asked.

"Well, seeing as we talked all night about our interests, work, and family, I'd call it a date," he said.

"Yes but a date also qualifies as going out somewhere, accidentally walked into your office and we ended up talking all night and ordering Chinese food," Mimi argued.

"I guess you have a point there," he said, "But hey, I guess your hope came true, we did meet again. Now, why don't we fulfill my hope," he held out his hand, could I have that date?"

Mimi shrugged and said, "Why not?" she took his and, as a million answers to her question whizzed around her head.