They drove home in silence as Dale tried to figure out what had gone wrong. Was it something she'd said?
"Kirby, I really think we should talk about this. I don't understand why you..."
When she saw that he wasn't listening, her voice trailed away, and she decided to keep quiet.
After what seemed like an eternity, they reached her apartment.
"I"ll walk you to the door." He said, his voice almost gruff.
"Kirby, what's wrong?" Dale demanded. "You've been acting weird all night."
"It's nothing! Goodnight Dale." Kirby said before turning away.
Dale watched him walk back to his car in disbelief, until she could take it no more.
"Kirby Keager, what in the hell is wrong with you?" She yelled, causing him to stop in his tracks. "I just had the
best night of my life and you're just going to leave without saying goodbye?"
Slowly he turned around and walked toward her. "What did you say?"
"I said... 'You're just going to leave without saying goodbye'?" Dale repeated.
"No... Before that." He said, moving closer.
"Oh... I said... "I just had the best night of my life"." Dale said, unable to hide her smile.
Kirby's mouth curved into a smile. "You can't be serious."
"I am." Dale said.
"I know you asked me out, but I wanted this date to be perfect. An elegant restaurant, candlelight, romance...
and instead we get stuck eating at a lame restaurant called The Waterfront Café. I mean, how pathetic is that
for a name?"
"Kirby, it's fine. Really." Dale said.
"No it's not!" Kirby yelled, startling her with the outburst. "Don't you see, Dale? I wanted to buy you the best
meal you've ever had, and if I had bothered to make reservastions, you would have! And then the damn
waterfront restaurant didn't even have what you ordered! How do you think that makes me feel? Like a loser,
that's how! So I just don't get how you can say that it was the best night of your life!"
She slid her arms around his neck, smiling at his surprised reaction. "It was the best night of my life. Because I
was with you, Kirby. I don't need any fancy restaurant. Just you."
"Are you serious?" Kirby asked, his face turning pink.
"Mmmm.. You tell me." Dale said as she brought his lips to hers for a lingering kiss.
When the kiss ended, she smiled at his stunned expression.
"Dale, I just don't understand. I mean, I've loved you since I was a Freshman at Georgetown and I admit that
following you to that party in the rain, and getting that job with that arrogant rich jackass Mr. Kim with the
mansion bigger than all of Georgetown University was a bit obsessive, but-."
"Kirby?"
"Um, yes?"
"Just shut up and kiss me." Dale said with a smile as she kissed him again.
