In the waning disorientation, Sam found himself sitting at a table in a fast food restaurant. Looking around, several people sat in booths around the place. Closer to home, Sam found himself sitting across from a black haired, green-eyed young man. The man took a big bite of his hamburger.

It was then Al walked through the women's bathroom door--literally.

"They don't make'em like they used to," Al stated as he approached Sam. "Unfortunately for me, this should be a relatively short and simple leap, Sam."

Sam picked up his drink and started sucking the Coke through the straw as he made eye contact with Al indicating to go on.

Al looked at the machine in his hand.

"It's June 1, 1994," Al continued, "and this is Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You're name is Brandon Jones and this is your best friend, Jerry Moore. The two of you have just graduated from college and are best friends."

Al paused for a moment as more information came up.

"Jerry here apparently has a huge thing for one of his former teachers and advisor named Amanda Greene who he has talked about to Brandon relentlessly," Al said. "She's only a very few years older than the two of you. He really wants to ask her out as he has since meeting her but never did due to their prior professional relationship. Unfortunately, Jerry never asks her out even after graduating and is really heartbroken for the rest of his life as he never really cared about anyone else like he did her."

Another quick pause.

"Ziggy says it's a ninety-six percent chance you're here to give him a little nudge and talk him into asking her out. So you better get to it before he spends the rest of his life sad and heartbroken."

Sam nodded. Putting the drink down, he looked to Jerry.

Not beating around the bush, Sam asked, "When are you going to ask her out?"

"I don't think I will," the other man said. "It'd be way too awkward."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"She was one of my professors and advisor for three years," he replied. "I just don't think I could ask her out. Even if I did, I'm sure she'd feel the same."

"Look at it this way," Sam suggest. "Let's say you do ask her out. What's really the worst that could happen? If she says yes, you get to do what you've wanted for several years."

"I know," Jerry replied. "But I'd just be wasting my time. I mean, she'd probably think it would be too awkward anyway."

"So she turns you down. If she does, you might never even see her again. And if you don't, you still might never even see her again and go on wondering what might have been."

The man sighed.

"You're not going to let this go, are you?"

"No."

"Fine," the man said and took another bite of his hamburger. "I'll try to work up my nerve and give it a shot. I'm going to hunt you down if I embarrass myself."

"The good news is that he does work up the nerve," Al said reading the information Ziggy brought up. "He goes to her office and asks her out in three days. You'll be glad to hear that she says yes. They start dating and even get married in a year." Al smirked. "Get this. Eleven months later, she gives birth to a daughter. They didn't waste time, did they?"

Neither did Sam. He disappeared in a blue light before he had a chance to respond.