It was almost noon when I arrived at town square. The Gravity Falls Plaza was busy during the day. A sea of people, of all ages and ethnicities, filled the square. I could see the vibrancy of town, the children playing in the streets, the pack buyers and sellers, the residents decked out in the latest autumn fashion. I watched the crowd, a wistful smile on my face. The hustle and bustle of things brought life to the area, and I wouldn't want to be without it.

I spotted Bill standing in the middle of the plaza. He hadn't noticed me yet, so I gazed freely at him. No matter the distance, my attraction to Bill remained the same. Bill had the kind of face that stopped you dead in your tracks. I'm sure he was used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they'd looked his way followed by an insecure glance. Bill was an exceptionally handsome man, and my heart hammered with anticipation in seeing him again.

Looking around, Bill noticed me from across the plaza and smiled. A long, elegant figure made its way across the busy streets until it stood next to me. "Hello, little miss." There was a hint of a self-satisfied smirk playing across his soft, pink lips.

I looked hesitantly at Bill. "Hey..." I smiled, weakly. "It's nice to see you again."

He kept watching me and snickered. "Nice to see you to." Then suddenly, Bill took my hand and slowly brought his face closer. "W-what are you..." By the time I noticed it, his lips were on the back of my hand. My heart started to beat uncontrollably as Bill glanced up at me.

"Shall we?" he said, a sly grin on his face.

"O-okay." I uttered, and then we walking.

To east of the square, the streets ended at a loop road. Some houses dotted the far side along the loop road, but were mostly small stores. Antique and art stalls, accessory and jewelry shops, and luxury boutiques all occupied the street as we strolled through the area.

"So Bill..." I straightened my bonnet, my chestnut curls bouncing as I did so. "Tell me about yourself."

Bill looked at me skeptically. "What do you want to know?" His gazed narrowed.

I thought for a moment. There were so many questions I wanted to ask Bill. Like, what did he do for fun? And what were his favorite foods? Has he ever, ya know, fallen in love before?

"How about..." I thought wisely. "... your family. What are they like?"

"I can't answer that."

I titled my head, studying Bill. "Because you don't get along with your family?"

"Because I've never been in a position where I could have known that."

I frowned, confused for a moment, then realized what he was saying. "Oh. I'm sorry. I can't imagine what its like loosing both parents as a child."

"I never knew them, so it's okay."

"Were you an orphan then? Were you ever adopted?"

Bill smiled briefly. "Don't get all sappy on me. Obviously I made it out fine."

My frown slowly faded. "Then I'm glad." I thought about what he'd revealed, and wondered if I was the only person in his life. If I was, then maybe, I could make a huge impact on him. Maybe Bill needed somebody, somebody to show him what love and friendship was like.