"What're you thinking about?"
"It's nothing," David shook his head.
"You've been staring into space for, like, 15 minutes. It's not nothing," Andy disagreed.
"It's just...that girl at the store the other day. I can't get her out of my head," he sighed, "you know, I went back."
"Back? To the store?" he grinned.
"Yeah. Yesterday before my meeting. I was driving by, and I just had to do it," he explained.
"What happened?" Andy asked enthusiastically.
"I acted like I came in to buy something, but then acted like I couldn't choose so I 'asked for her opinion,'" he air-quoted.
"You didn't," Andy shook his head. "Continue," he sighed at his friend's lack of subtlety.
"We talked, she asked about Dublin..."
"She asked about Dublin?" Andy's eyebrows scrunched.
"Yes," David said holding up his left wrist, "and then I had to go to the meeting."
"Have you called her?"
"No. I don't even think I told her my name, and the only number I have is the store number."
"Use it."
"If she'd wanted me to call her wouldn't she have given me-"
"Use. It."
"She doesn't know my name, how am I supposed to-"
"USE. IT."
"I'm bored. Let's go get icecream!" Kilee bounced around.
"I'm busy," Kinsley sighed, her sister interrupting her for the fifth time that day.
"Take a break," Kilee whined. "You have a day off, treat it as a day off; don't clean all day."
"If we go get icecream, will you leave me alone until I'm done?"
"Yes."
"You promise?" she asked.
"Yess," Kilee whined again.
"Let's go," Kinsley jumped up and grabbed her flip flops.
"Chocolate. Kinsley, what do you want?"
"Nothing," she shook her head.
"What? You said you wanted to get icecream?"
"No. YOU said you wanted icecream, I came so that later you wouldn't be bothering me."
"Fine," she rolled her eyes. "That's all," she told the guy behind the counter.
"I'll be outside," Kinsley said, the smell of sugar in the air getting to her stomach.
"Whatever," Kilee repsonded.
Kinsley walked outside and took a deep breath of fresh air, smoothing her hair as the wind blew in her direction.
"Hey," she heard a guy say; the voice a familiar one.
"Hey," she smiled when she saw why the voice was familiar. "David, right?"
"Yeah," he half-smiled back. "What brings you to this neck of the woods?"
Before she could respond, Kilee joined them outside.
"Kinsley, I can not believe you walked all the way down here and didn't even get-," she stopped when saw that her sister wasn't alone. "Um, hi."
"Kilee, this is David. David, this is my sister Kilee," Kinsley introduced them.
"Her twin sister," Kilee said.
"I can see that," David grinned, four almost-turquoise blue eyes looking back at him. "Hi."
"She, uh, wanted to get icecream and wouldn't stop harrassing me 'til I came with her, Kinsley said.
"Right," David said, realizing that she was answering his previous question.
"And how about you?" she asked.
"Oh, you know, taking a walk. Getting some fresh air; taking a break from listening to my friends' advice," he laughed to himself.
"They give bad advice?" she said.
"Um, I'm not exactly sure. I don't know that I want to find out."
"Sounds like risky business," she laughed.
"Oh, it can be, for sure," he grinned.
"Puppies!" Kilee exclaimed, running quickly over to the park across the street where there was an adoption fair going on.
"Ugh, I have to...she...ergh," Kinsley fumbled before running full-speed after her sister. "Kilee, no!" she yelled after her.
"Look at the puppy," Kilee said, petting a teacup poodle as Kinsley caught up to her, followed by David.
"Back away from the puppy," Kinsley commanded.
"But she's so-"
"Kilee, you know we can't have a dog," she sighed.
"Kins," Kilee pouted.
"No amount of pouting is going to make me say yes," she rolled her eyes. "We can't have a dog in the apartment."
"Look at that one," she said, pointing to a tiny black puppy.
"For the love of-" Kinsley said halfway to herself and halfway to David as she followed Kilee over to the other dog.
"Aw, he looks just like Dublin did when he was a puppy," David said, kneeling down to pet it.
"You have a dog like this?" Kilee said, almost too excitedly.
"Well, a bigger version now," David smiled.
"I want one," she turned to Kinsley, sticking her bottom lip out.
"What makes you think that's gonna work on me? I have the same face," Kinsley said in a 'duh' tone of voice.
"She just won't let me have any fun," Kilee said, still pouting, to David.
"Well, why don't you come over sometime and visit Dubs?" he grinned, more at Kinsley than at Kilee.
"Seriously?" Kilee squealed. "Can we?" she asked.
"You don't have to ask my permission, Kilee. I'm not your mother," Kinsley rolled her eyes.
"Give me a call anytime," he said, writing down his number on a receipt that he had in his pocket and handing it to Kinsley.
"Ok," she grinned, blushing oh-so-slightly before David grinned and walked away.
"Girl, he is so into you!" Kilee squealed once he was out of ear-shot.
"What?" Kinsley drug the word out. "You're crazy. We got his number so you can play with Dublin."
"A. you got his number, and B. that is not why you got his number, honey."
"Whatever you say. I need to get back home though so I can finish cleaning," she said, turning away from her sister and in the direction of her apartment.