Malcolm is siting at his desk in his room, looking at Heather's number.

Now it is 4 pm, two days after they were on their first date, his work and classes are over for that day. He never got chance to see her that day, was very busy, and now he is thinking about calling her.

His roomate, Greg Shark, is siting on his bed, smoking weed.

-Let me ask you something, Greg-Malcolm says.-How long do you wait to call girl after first date?

-I susualy wait for gafggg or so yads-he muffled and lighted another joint.

Malcolm suddenly remembers something and calls her. She answers after fourth ring.

-Hello?-she asks.

-Oh, Heather!-Malcolm acts suprised.-Oh! I guess I misdailed. Haven't puted your number on speed dial yet. I mean, why would I do that olready, right? But, since I olready misdailed, how about going to cinema tonight?

He blursted all that out in matter of seconds.

Still, Heather managed to understand him.

-Sure, why not!-she responds.-I have no plans tonight anyway. And I realy like hanging out with you.

-We will just need to check wich movies are on.

-I just happened to hear about new romantic comedy with Jenifer Aniston tonight at 9 pm in Lion's cinema only half mile away from there-Malcolm says.-We could watch that, if You want?

-Sounds great-she responds.-We'll meet in front of cinema tonight at 8:40 pm, OK?

-OK.

-Bye.

-Bye.

They both hang up.

-That went out well-Malcolm says.

-Yeaharfighr dudere-Greg muffles.

Malcolm looks at him in disbelief.

-You need help, man-he says.

#

Heather is standing in front of mirror, tryng out clothes.

She knows she can't wear anything special in cinema, but she still wants to show Malcolm that she cares about... that what is going on between them.

She was never in serious relationship, actualy. She was always sourt of "not-fiting-in person", outsider. She briefly had boyfriend in 6th and 10th grade and had crushes on few other boys, but nothing more than that.

She is 18, like Malcolm. She never... did THAT. She knows most of girls her age did. It's not because of religion, fear or anything, she just didn't had anything serious enough with anybody to have reason for doing something that seriously...

Till now.

Heather eventualy decides to wear pink shirt, black leather jacket, blue jeans and red sneakers. She puts them on and walks out.

#

Malcolm has panic attack.

-Why?!-he screams.-Why me?!

He decided to get dressed for date half hour prior to it, only to discover that Greg threw up on all of his clothes and fall asleep in closet.

Only in his underwear, Malcolm stumbles in next door room, founds closet in bedroom, searches it, founds black shirt, blue jeans and blue boots number 8, puts them on and starts walking away, when he notices two girls making out on bed.

-I'm willing to keep my mouths shut if You won't report me for breaking and entery-he says and runs out, only to return to say:

-And I would like to get 500 dolars-before runing out again.

#

Malcolm runs to Heather in front of cinema.

-Hi-he says.

-Hi-she says.

-Hope I'm not late-he says.-I had some problems with... Clothes.

-No-she says.-It's o'right.

They hold hands and walk into cinema. They walk to clerk, to whom Malcolm pas for tickets and popcorns, then walk into hall.

-We're in last line-Malcolm notices.-Not realy cool, right?

-It has it's good sides-Heather smiles to him.

Malcolm's face turns red.

They sit on their seats.

Malcolm hopes that lights will be off soon.