*author's note*-heh heh....I love tormenting these poor guys!*

David climbed up the fire escape and through the window. He sighed dejectedly as he slumped his way into the kitchen.

"David, what's wrong?" Sarah asked, setting aside her needlepoint.

"Nothin'..." David grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and slowly headed for a chair at the table.

"You don't fool me." Sarah sat beside him, "Come on, spill it."

David rolled his eyes. She could be such a pain in the--

"Fine. It's just.....everyone has girlfriends and I'm the only one who doesn't. I feel like such a reject sometimes."

Sarah sympathized automatically, "I know what it feels like to be a reject. Whoops, I mean--" Sarah quickly tried to fix her slip, "How would you like it if I set you up with my friend Olga?"

"You mean....a blind date?" David looked skeptical "Um...I don't know about that Sarah..."

"Oh come on, you'll love her! And it's totally no pressure. Just go out and have some fun, no strings attached."

"Oh alright..."
"Go get ready then. I'll go call her right now."

Sarah jumped from her seat and went to the telephone.

David shook his head, and went to his room to change out of the ink stained clothing and wash up.