I was so confused by Casey she wouldn't even answer. She just looked down and whimpered every now and then. It had been ten minutes of quiet.
"Derek…" Finally some talking.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Umm… I have no idea what this is…" She motioned to the paper.
"How is that?" I was frustrated.
"Well I saw it just awhile ago myself and wasn't even fully conscious I guess… I think I might have a small attraction to you though…" She shed a tear.
I immediately wiped it off her face, I hated when people cried I always joined in the emotion.
"Who doesn't?" I laughed hoping to lighten the mood.
"That's just it." Casey smiled, "You always make me feel good."
"Are you sure it's not my looks?" I flicked up my collar and spoke smoothly.
"No, I'm sure." She laughed again and then the waitress interrupted our moment. Our…?