"Fayette!" Benny called after her.

She spun around slowly, waiting for him to catch up with her. "Forget where you live already?"

"Actually, I was wondering... Um." Benny gulped, not only trying to catch his breath, but let his mind catch up with his mouth. "I want to thank you. Properly. Would you want to go for coffee tomorrow?"

"I don't drink coffee," she said remorsefully.

"Neither do I," Benny laughed.

"Awesome. Coffee it is," she said, perking up. "Where's your phone?"

"Why?"

"I'm going to steal it." Fayette stated seriously. Upon Benny's confused expression, she smiled and added, "I want to give you my number so you know how to reach me."

Benny pulled his phone out of his back pocket, feeling a bit like a loser for not realizing sooner that's what she meant to do.

She typed into his phone, then gave it back to him saying, "Just call me tomorrow whenever you want to go get caffeinated."

As she left, Benny went into his contacts on his phone. He chuckled to himself when he realized that she didn't put her name. Instead, she set it as "The number to Heaven".

"She gave you her phone number, and you're going on a date tomorrow?" Ethan asked incredulously, sitting at his computer chair and staring at Benny with his jaw dropped.

After Fayette walked Benny midway to his house, he decided to make a detour to Ethan's instead. This news was too good not to share.

"I know! I feel like such a Casanova," Benny said, sprawled across Ethan's bed.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. She's one girl, and this is one date."

"All right, so maybe I feel like a bit of studmuffin. Happy?"

"You're probably more like a crumb from a studmuffin."

"Hey, killer of buzzes, let me be. Anyway, earlier what did you wanna ask me about the dance next Saturday?"

Ethan spun in his chair, forgetting he ever asked that. "Right. I heard that there's a raffle and the winner gets a massive cash prize. But the raffle tickets are like, ten bucks, and I wondered if you wanted to go halfsies."

Benny sat up, disbelief spread across his face. "Seriously? All that build up for money? Fine, we'll split it. But if we win, we split the cash prize, too. 70/30."

Ethan was about to protest when a faint knock issued from his door. "Hey there, gents," said Sarah, peeking her head in. "Ethan, your parents just left for their date. Jane and I are downstairs about to make cupcakes. You two wanna join or are you too busy painting each other's nails?"

"Ha ha. Actually, Ethan and I were just discussing the date I have tomorrow with a certain maiden from school," Benny bragged.

"You're kidding!" Sarah said, stepping into the room. "How did this happen?"

"I wooed her, like you suggested." Benny puffed out his chest proudly.

"Have you learned nothing from me? I want details!"

Benny explained to Sarah what transpired since he last spoke to her at lunch. Ethan tried to interrupt at least five times, and Sarah shushed him profusely. By the end of the story, Sarah said, "She really put her number in your phone?"

"Here's the proof," Benny affirmed, showing her his list of contacts.

Sarah peered at the screen, then crossed her arms. "That's cute. 'The number to Heaven'. So what are you going to do tomorrow, since you both don't drink coffee?"

Benny's smile faded. "Oh no. I don't even have a plan. Sarah, why do you point out all my mistakes?"

"Hey, somebody has to, and if you'd prefer I don't help you at all..." She made like she was going to leave the room, and Benny stood up to stop her.

"Oh, glorious Queen of Dating, what would you suggest I do?" Benny pleaded, getting down on his knees and grabbing Sarah's hand.

"Okay, I'll help. But you owe me."

"Anything. I could look through my Spell Book for something if you need it."

"I mean you owe me one of these days. Just remember that. Anyway, you can get back up now. Ethan, go downstairs and let Jane know it'll be a minute before we make those cupcakes."

Ethan groaned and left his computer chair, leaving Sarah and Benny to discuss Saturday's plans, and how Benny would impress Fayette.