Reiner and Annie were both surprised when Bertolt told them he had taken an internship at the library. Surprised and confused. When they were all having lunch together on Saturday the both of them wouldn't stop drilling him with questions.

Annie sat coolly picking at her waffles with her fork as she stared at Bertolt intently as if she could see into his soul. "Did Miss. Hange pressure you into this? You can tell me if she did."

Reiner swallowed a bite of his sandwich, "Yeah, everyone knows she can be really…. Intense sometimes."

Annie put down her fork. "Intense is a way to put it but I was thinking more of crazy." She took a sip of her water, "And working with Pixis? I don't know how he does it, but should you really be working with a drunk?"

"He's pretty cool!", Reiner cut in," Sure he should lay off the bottle a bit… but he's pretty relaxed about everything!"

Annie only rolled her eyes,"Maybe ... But I'm also fairly sure that building might collapse."

Reiner perked up immediately and his mood went from relaxed to serious, "I'm sure the whole damn building is a damn death trap. There's seriously mold on some of the tiles and cracks in some of the drywall. Bert, seriously I think there might be a family of raccoons living in the ceiling"

"The school board keeps trying to brush it all off as only being cosmetic problems." Annie shook her head in disgust. "Working with a drunk in a run down building, Do your fathers know all of the details about interning in the library?"

Bertolt would have rolled his eyes, but he knew the mostly one-sided interrogation was coming out of concern. As cool as those two tried to act he knew better than anyone how worried they could get like mother hens. It was all almost comical. Annie with a deadpan expression questioning whether or not he was safe working in a library of all places, and big buff Reiner getting as grossed out by little mold like a soccer mom would. Yes, it was mold but it wasn't anything dangerous and was just a little mold in one spot on the ceiling. Could easily be cleaned up with a little vinegar.

"Do not roll your eyes at us young man," Reiner accusingly pointed his sandwich at him," We're both just worried. You're still young and impressionable, we need to keep an eye on you."

"Ok.., Fir- first of all," Bertolt cut in," Reiner you are barely one year older than m-me, and Annie is four months older than me."

Annie glanced coolly at her waffles and took a bite, "Respect your elders, Bert."

"Second, I'm working a lib- library, not a minefield, with an old man who is usually somehow buz- buzzed, not a raging alcoholic.", Bertolt finished," and I'm not working alone there."

Annie sat up a little straighter and bit her bottom lip,"Who are you working with again?", Reiner and Bertolt could instantly see through her indifferent facade.

Reiner sipped from his coffee cup trying to hide his smirk as Bertolt couldn't help but smile, "Oh just K-Krista and Eren."

Reiner put his cup down trying not to laugh putting up a face of fake confusion. "Eren? As in Eren Yeager?

Bertolt looked over at Reiner as Annie sunk into her seat in embarrassment," Oh I believe it's the same Eren."

"The Eren Yeager, who is the brother of one Mikasa Ackerman?", Reiner sarcastically asked.

"Mikasa Ackerman?", Bertolt answered in mock confusion," Now where..where have we heard that name before?'

"I don't know Bert, but it might be the same Mikasa that Annie knows," Reiner grinned at said blonde, who looked as if she was trying to angrily disappear in the booth cushions.

Reiner just continued as Annie was trying to glare a hole into his head, " It might be same Mikasa who is her so called "rival" even though Annie just wants her att-" Bertolt nearly choked on his food trying to stifle a laugh as a big blob of whip cream hit the side of Reiner's cheek.

Annie had her spoon in hand as a small makeshift catapult, regaining her collected and calm expression as she turned to the nearest waitress, "Maggie, can I have more whip cream please?"

The curly haired brunette waitress just laughed. "Just don't throw this one, Sweetie."

They both knew about Annie's huge crush on Mikasa, but apparently, the only way she could even hint at it to the other girl was a rivalry in sports, academics, and just about anything. Bertolt didn't know what she was trying to accomplish constantly being head to head with Mikasa, however, he couldn't really give a better advice than just "tell her how you feel" which he honestly knows is easier said than done. But it did sound better than the ridiculous " I'm secretly in love with you even though I pretend I hate you" relationship Annie has. Bertolt knew deep down that if he was in her position he would just hide every chance he had so he wouldn't embarrass himself.

"I can't believe you get work with Krista," Reiner stated as he wiped off most of the whipped cream with a napkin," and thanks, Annie, my face is going to be sticky until I can actually wash this crap off."

"There's a bathroom less than ten fe-feet away from us, Reiner.", Bertolt chuckled," Quit being so overdramatic."

"Et tu, Berte?", Bertolt and Annie couldn't help but groan at the stupid pun that had been made countless times before, be never got old to the buff Blond. "But seriously, I'm so jealous you get to work with Krista. A lot of guys are going to hate you for this."

"I just..just don't see what so gre- great about her.,"Bertolt stuttered out," Like, yeah, she's really nice but I don't see why almost everybody trips over themselves for her."

Reiner just stared at him slack-jawed, "Bert, Krista's the kindest, sweet, angelic, intelligent, and absolutely beautiful."

Annie let out an uncharacteristic snort," And Bertolt is the gayest boy we know. I don't think he really cares about how amazing Krista is like you do."

"Besides, aren't you aromantic?', Bertolt asked.

"Yeah, but I can still see how amazing she is," Reiner said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world." I may not want to date her, but that doesn't mean I don't want t- OW" Annie kicked him under the table so hard it almost shook the whole booth.

"Reiner we're in public, people can hear us," Annie hissed," And don't talk about other women that way."

Reiner put his hands up in surrender," You're right. I'm sorry", Reiner rubbed his shin,"Damn, that's going to leave a bruise. You didn't have to kick me"

"Maggie won't give me any more whip cream if I keep throwing it at you,"Annie turned to Bertolt," He is right, though. A lot of people are going to be jealous of you for getting to spend so much time with Krista but she might be helpful and easy to work with."

Reiner nodded in agreement," And you'll also get to work Yeager, so you might have some fun."

Bertolt just shrugged. Krista seemed nice and might make small talk with him to be polite and Eren might do the same so it wouldn't be so awkward. Bertolt never had a reason to talk to Krista before so he couldn't really say whether he liked her or not. He did know Eren, but only a little because the only time he ever had to interact with Eren was because Eren was talking to Reiner and/or Annie. They didn't really know them and he didn't really know probably would hate working with him, Thinking he was weird and wouldn't want to talk with him. Bertolt felt his chest tighten as his mind started to run away with him. They would probably hate him and talk Pixis into firing him and then…

"Bert, are you ok?"

Bertolt looked up at Annie who was now visibly worried. Reiner put his sandwich down and was concerned as well. "Bert, is everything alright?", Annie tried again.

"What's wrong, man?", Reiner asked softly. They both knew what was happening and Bertolt knew they were trying to calm him down before it escalated into a panic attack.

"What if...what if th-they bot- both hate..hate me?," Bertolt forced out," What if they think I'm too weird to wor-work with. What if it is t- too hard to work with.. with me? What if they both ask Pixis to f-'

"That won't happen.",Rein cut him off and gently started to rub circles on his back, Bertolt knew his fathers had taught them both how to handle his anxiety attacks. Annie took his hand into her hers and looked him in his eyes.

"Bertolt that won't happen," Annie stated bluntly." Krista is too nice and Eren would never think of such a thing." Suddenly her gaze became more intense," But if for some impossible reason they were even just a little rude to you I will raise hell."

Reiner nodded in agreement," You will be fine, We'll make damn sure of it"

Maggie returned to their table and placed down a cup of whip cream by Annie and a glass of ice water by Bertolt. "I know this helps, honey"

Reiner quietly nodded mouthed silent thanks before she walked away.

They all stayed like that for a few minutes before Bertolt sat up straight and took a deep breath. He could help but feel embarrassed, he always did after an anxiety attack no matter how long or severe, he always felt embarrassed afterward. "Than...thanks guys…I know I'm just overreacting"

"Don't even start." Reiner turned stern." You're not overreacting, you can't help it, and it's not dumb."

" And you shouldn't be embarrassed,' Annie cut in." We don't mind helping you because we care about you, You are not burdening us with this and you do plenty help us with problems we have control over but never fix."

"Like how you keep Annie from overworking herself and help with her stupid way of dealing with her gigantic crush on Mikasa."

Annie gave Reiner a swift kick on the shin, "or keeping Reiner and his big mouth in check".

Bertolt gave a little smile. Despite how many times he was told, he could help but feel embarrassed, and that he was being difficult. He hated being afraid of imaginary situations that would probably never happen. He hated that he felt he was never good enough and probably wasn't. He hated feeling in everyone's way or not worthy of attention. But Bertolt hated himself most of all.

Eren laid in bed and weighed his options for the day. He could get up and something productive, such as doing the little homework he had been assigned instead of saving it for last minute on Sunday night, or he could spend his Saturday afternoon lying in bed until Mikasa pulled him out or his mother yelled at him to get up. He didn't really have to do anything today. His mom was called in for a shift pick up at the nurse's station and would be home later tonight and Mikasa seemed to be taking it easy today as well since she hasn't come into bother him yet.

Eren glanced over at the clock as it read 12:37, deciding he might as well get lunch since he slept through breakfast. Eren dragged himself out of bed picking up a pair of discarded sweatpants off the floor and pulling them over his boxers. Eren walked out past the bathroom opting to brush hi teeth after he ate something.

As he walked down stair he, could hear the tv playing in the living room. Reaching the bottom step Eren saw Mikasa sprawled out on the couch still in her pj's and a bowl of chips sitting on the coffee table in front of her.

"Nice of you join the land of the living.", Mikasa only spared a glance away from the t.v. while talking to him, she was too engrossed in what she was watching.

"I'm still kicking, so you still don't get to steal my Gameboy", Eren joked as he walked passed her to get to the kitchen.

Mikasa just popped a few chips into her mouth,"Damn".

Eren rummaged through the kitchen pantry until he found a box of cereal, "Besides you're one to talk.," he shouted as grabbed the milk out of the fridge," You're still in pajamas and look like you just woke up."

"I've been up since nine, Eren," Mikasa shouted back," Like a responsible and reasonable human being, who doesn't sleep through half the day."

Eren just rolled his eyes as he walked back in the living room with a bowl of cereal in hand, "Move over, you're hogging all of the couch."

Mikasa just gave him a dead stare as she shoveled more chips into her mouth clearly not making any attempt to move for him.

Eren, in return, just flopped down sitting on his sister's legs and smugly munch on his cereal and turned his attention to the television screen. ,"Have you seriously spent your whole morning watching the Maury Show?"

"Dr. Phil won't be own until 2 o'clock," Mikasa shrugged,"

"I thought you would be watching Law and Order right now," Eren said," You're practically in love with Olivia Benson."

"The Law and Order: SVU marathon isn't on until tomorrow." Mikasa answered," and can you blame me? Olivia Benson is a babe. I would totally let her crush my head between her thighs."

"You would let Benson crush your head,"Eren snickered at his sister," but you would beg Annie to let you go down on her."

The death glare Mikasa gave him would have terrified anyone but the blood red blush covering every inch of her face destroyed any chance of intimidating Eren at all. Instead of glaring she threw a few chips at her brother turning to the t.v. as Eren laughed at her trying to hide her embarrassment and salvage some of her dignity.

"Watch it! You got some chips in my cereal!", Eren whined.

Mikasa stuck her tongue out at him in victory before returning her full attention to the newly single mother of three attempting to strangle her cheating ex on the t.v. screen. They spent their time watching Maury out cheaters, scumbag men cry tears of joy, and one man propose to his girlfriend after she had to drag him on t.v. to prove their daughter was biologically his.

"She shouldn't have said yes," Eren declared as Doctor Phil started." If her boyfriend seriously believed she cheated and drove her to the point of showcasing their personal business on television for everyone to see, she should have left him."

Mikasa just shrugged. "People who are on these shows really don't have the best judgment," she popped a few chips in her mouth." That's what makes them so great."

"Speaking of judgment," Eren asked," how's your plan going?"

Mikasa stopped eating and looked at him."What plan?"

Eren smirked at his sister, "Oh you know…. Just your plan to win over Annie by apparently pretending to hate her while you are all sad on the inside,"Eren dramatically put his hands over his heart with an exaggerated frown on his face," because she hates you back while trying to prove who's better."

"Oh shut up!",Eren dodged the pillow his sister threw at him. He laughed as Mikasa kicked him off her legs and he landed on the floor.

"Ya' know I am going to be working with Bertolt…"

"So?", Mikasa huffed.

"Just thought you would like to know.", Eren shrugged, " With him and Annie being such close friends,", Mikasa went stiff at the mention of Annie," maybe if I say good things about you. he'll probably tell Annie and then maybe..." Eren trailed off as Mikasa's eyes widened to the size of plates.

"Maybe what, Eren?"

"Maybe you can just tell Annie you want to go out with her!," Eren rolled his eyes," Seriously she has put just much effort into this 'rivalry'that you two have. Annie is either just as into you or she is waaay more competitive than I thought."

Mikasa just glared at Eren, but he could tell she was considering what he had told her. Eren hoped that Mikasa took his advice. He knew no one truly took him seriously. His teachers thought he was too dumb or didn't try hard enough. Even his friends thought he knew how to have fun but didn't really come to him with any problems. Eren knew everyone just saw him as someone who was constantly angry about something and would just fight his way through life.

"Seriously Mikasa, this is senior year just ask her out before you go off to separate schools and regret it for the rest of your life." Eren stood up and picked up his cereal bowl." I know you're too brave and hard headed for something like that."

Mikasa's tense glare softened to a small smile. "If I promise to do it, please promise to try and put in a good word in for me while you work with Bertolt."

"It's a deal", Eren could help but smile as well.

"Maybe now I can start bothering you about your love life.", Mikasa teased. Eren just scoffed at his sister as she continued on in a sickly sweet voice. "Are there any girls or boys that have caught my dear brother's eye?"
Eren knew she only teased about this whenever she was done talking about her crush, "Maybe you've taken a page from my book and that's why you and Jean fight so much~"

"Ok, one I'm not into horse faced dickheads, and two Jean fawns over Marco so much he's almost as bad as you are."

"I just wanted to be sure", Mikasa cooed as she got up to pinch Eren's cheeks," Because no one is good enough for my baby brother."

"You're literally two months older than me!", Eren swatted her hands away." And going by Months only counts when you're five!"

"But I'm still your big sister! I just want to be sure my little brother is safe!", Mikasa giggled," besides is there anyone you're interested in? I don't hear you talk about anyone unless you're mad at them or they did something weird like Sasha."

"I still don't know how she can eat so much in one sitting without vomiting…. But I do find people attractive just, ya know… not enough to date them.

Mikasa just nodded," Maybe you'll find someone maybe you won't, but I need a little more to tease you about."

"I'm working in that shithole, so there's that... ", Eren muttered," with little miss perfect and Mr.' Can't Even Look Me in the Eye.' Going to be so much fun."

"Then why would you even agree to work there!"

"It's not like I have a lot of options sis, and I really need this. Besides Pixis is really relaxed and I won't have to work too much."

"Then quit complaining!", Mikasa cut in," You won't be getting paid for this but you still make enough money for gas since you're the only one who is able to do yard work for the neighbors."

"It does pay to live near a bunch of old people."

"Besides They're probably not that bad! Krista is really sweet..."

'It's creepy and unnatural how nice she is. I think she's faking it.

Mikasa ran her hand through her hair," I know Eren you've said it before. Bertolt might be nice after you get to know him though, you know how shy Reiners says he is."

"Mikasa, he literally only talks to Reiner and Annie unless he absolutely has to. I'm going to be working with them for most of the week and I honestly don't think they even want to work with me."

"I don't know what to tell you,"Mikasa sighed," just watch Doctor Phil with me."

" ….. Fine."

They sat in silence watching chairs get thrown and teary apologies that everyone knew meant nothing before Mikasa spoke up." I think you should take up Mr. Smith's offer about track team. It would good for you since you and mom wanted you to have more extracurriculars and you would be good at it."

"With the internship, I don't know if I would have the time but I told him that and he says it can work."

" They do meet before school, You know Erwin would find a way, he wouldn't ask if he didn't think you were capable.", Eren knew he wouldn't get out of this without making some sort of compromise like he did for everything with his mother and sister. Was he that difficult to deal with? Was every moment with him just people trying to put up with him and keep him as busy as possible?

"I'll ask."

"And it turned out it wasn't a dog it was a duck and the lady was on a ton of coke.", Historia couldn't help but snort and nearly choked on her latte. Frieda had told her this story more times than she can count but it never failed to make her laugh. "Florian refuses to even acknowledge it happened but she still cringes whenever she thinks about it."

"She's still in school right?"

Frieda nodded pushing her long black hair behind her ears, "Yeah, her third year in university. She still wants to go into teaching and want's to be a philosophy professor."

"Your dad still doesn't like that?", Krista couldn't help but add," From what I hear she's been pretty adamant about it." Krista mentally cringed at her slip. Things were always strained when he was mentioned. She still didn't know if she had gotten into another fight with her dad.

When Frieda's face turned uncharacteristically darker Krista took it as a yes," She doesn't really care about what he thinks, none of us are really happy with him right now actually." Krista bit her lip. Being the oldest out of five kids who didn't really like her dad must have been hard on her.

"How are things going at the clinic? " Krista tried to change the subject. " You said you might be up for a promotion?'

Krista felt some of the tension disappear as Frieda smiled a little," Our head of the department is retiring and wants me to take her place. I'm going to miss working with her but I am really excited for this."

"You've earned it! You work really hard to help people and keep everything running smoothly! I don't think anyone else would be as qualified as you are!"

Frieda just giggled, "You're going to give me a big head! But now enough about me, how are you? How's school?"

"Everything is fine, you know about the internship, but besides that nothing else is new.", Krista sipped her coffee as she watched her friend scoff.

"That's it? Nothing else? No parties or crazy stories?", Frieda whined. Krista couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Not everyone can meet a duck-loving coke dealer, Frieda," Krista shrugged, "I'm too busy now anyway with school and everything." Krista's eyes widened for a split second before putting down her coffee cup," Oh and speaking of school. I sent in my application first chance I got, even though it's still early September."

"It's never a bad thing to send it in early", Frieda said matter of facility, "With your test scores and grades, not to mention all the hard work you put into clubs and volunteer work, I know you'll get in."

"Actually…. I think you may have a had a little too much faith,", Krista pulled out an open envelope from her bag and couldn't make eye contact with Frieda as she handed over the letter. the atmosphere of relaxation and fun was now completely gone and Krista could feel the smile fall off of Frieda's face.

Frieda's eyes widened as she took the envelope from the short blonde, " Oh Krista, I'm sorry I know you really wanted to go here, " She began reading over the letter, You know it's ok a lot of people don't get into their first choice schools and….."She trailed off as she stopped and reread part of the letter," 'We like to gladly inform you have been accepted into' Krista this is amazing!," Frieda shouted as she nearly jumped over the table to wrap her arms around the smaller blonde.

Krista turned red as the older woman had her in near chokehold, telling her how proud she was. The other people in the cafe had turned their attention to the two and was now aware Frieda may have started crying. " I didn't think you'd be this excited, or are you just surprised I actually got in?", Krista teased as she gently pushed off the crying brunette.

Frieda wiped away some of her tears laughing a little," I knew you could do it, I'm just so proud of you.". She pinched Krista's cheeks almost scolding, but Krista could still see her excitement and happiness," You really got me there for a second, but I knew you could do it!"

Krista couldn't help but feel a little awkward at the situation. She knew it was a hard school to get into, but she did it. She even was able to obtain a scholarship and that would really help along with the financial aid. However she wasn't the only person this type of thing happened too, it wasn't that special. Her grandparents didn't even smile when she offhandedly mentioned it. They asked how much and decided she could probably handle it all by herself with just a little help from them. End of discussion. That was it. Watching Frieda go on about how … proud she was, was just odd. Krista really didn't feel as though she deserved all this praise for just getting into school so she could go for another four years or so.

As much as Krista loved her, she was honestly just as baffled by Frieda. Why a beautiful older woman in her late twenties was friends with an eighteen-year-old mess was beyond her comprehension. She knew Frieda had friends and a huge family, the oldest of five kids. People always confused them for sisters, but it always must've been a joke. Frieda was stunning and intellectual, too kind for words and could charm anyone in a matter of seconds. As much as she was confused by their friendship she was grateful for it. Krista could always remember Frieda being a part of her life. She still remembered being a little girl waiting by the fence on the edge of the farm watching Frieda climb over to play with her.

It was nice that they still spent time together today even with Frieda being a doctor at the women's clinic and Krista having school and work to do at home.

When they got up to leave Frieda stopped to Krista. "Don't look now," She whispered," But I think the tan girl at the front counter has been checking you out this entire time."

Krista rolled her eyes and continued putting her purse around her shoulders, "Yeah right."

Frieda huffed, "Just look over at the counter, seriously."

Krista decided she could spare a glance to humor her. Looking over she felt her breath get caught in her throat and couldn't help the blush that came up to her face. Frieda wasn't lying, there was a tall, tan and freckled girl, not to mention incredibly cute behind the cash register, starting right at her. When she noticed Krista looking right back at her, she gave a sly smirk and winked. Krista felt her heart stop right then and there.

"I have to visit Dirk after this and I know he would like a muffin," Frieda started as she pulled a five dollar bill out of her wallet, "could you please get one for me." Frieda was smiling sweetly but Krista knew damn well what she was doing and was a little grateful for it.

Krista plucked the bill out of her hand," Go to the car I'll be back in a second." She turned back to the counter and walked up swallowing down her nerves as the tall (and cute) girl leaned on the counter and looking a little proud of herself.

"What can I get you, cutie?" She leaned a little closer to Krista, who could now see her name tag read Ymir.

"One blueberry muffin please." Krista smiled back as flirtatiously as she could. She felt a little ridiculous and wanted to grab her muffin and run but she also wanted to see where this could take her.

"For here or to go?"

"To go."

"Do you want me to heat it up for you?", Ymir grinned like a Cheshire up at Krista,"Gives me a little more time to get your number." This girl was not beating around the bush and Krista couldn't help but be a little attracted to her direct attitude

"You should at least know my name first", Krista laughed," or do you just ask any girl for her number?"

"Only the cute short blondes," Ymir winked before going to put the muffin in the toaster oven.

Krista blushed a the comment," My name's Krista..." She stopped and noticed Ymir was wearing a thick t-shirt but bit her lip when she saw it was tight enough that she could see muscles on her back. She almost bit her lip off when Ymir looked over shoulder and winked when she caught her staring.

Ymir turned around and placed her elbows back on the counter, looking absolutely pleased with herself." Haven't seen you are around here before."

Krista rolled her eyes. "I haven't seen you before either, Do you go to school?"

Ymir shook her head."I graduated last year…" Her shoulder's tensed up," Are you in high school?"

"Yeah, I'm eighteen and a senior at the high school on the east side." Krista watched a Ymir sigh in relief.

"Thank god, for a second I almost thought you were a freshman or something." Ymir laughed, " with all the commotion about getting into college and how your sister started crying I could've assumed."

Krista raised an eyebrow." Shouldn't you have been sure I was of legal age before you started flirting?"

"So does that mean you're flirting back?", Ymir teased. "Nineteen, so I guess I won't be carted off to prison now"

"Well that's good...," Krista trailed off." Do you smell something burning?"

Ymir's eyes went wide and almost popped out of her head as she turned around and saw smoke coming out of the little oven.

"FUCK.", Krista watched as Ymir threw the little door open and grabbed an oven mitt to yank out the burned mess that was her muffin.

Krista laughed as Ymir just stared down at charred pastry, she shouldn't be laughing at this cute girl who was just flirting with her but the whole situation was too funny.

Ymir looked embarrassed beyond words, " I can… I can get you another one."

Krista shook her head." It's fine! This even isn't for me."

"I'm not getting your number now am I?"

Krista grabbed a pen off the counter, "You are absolutely getting my number! Do you have any paper?"

Ymir lit up and started digging around for anything to write on. "Do you know what...,"She pulled out some napkins from her apron." write it on one of these."

Krista wrote her number down thinking how adorable this muscular and very tall girl was. "You better text me."

"Oh, I will!"

When Krista got into Frieda's car, she was immediately bombarded with she could answer any of them she felt her phone ding. It was a text from Ymir.

/Sorry about the muffin./

"Is that her?", Frieda was looking over her shoulder trying to see what she was saying. "

Krista nodded as she immediately replied.

/It's fine! If I got to talk to a cute girl it was worth it./

Frieda was reading over her shoulder, "Ooooh Krista! How smooth! Wait what happened to the muffin?"

Krista handed her the bag with the burnt muffin inside," It's a little crispy but it's still good to eat."

Frieda just looked at it." It looks like charcoal. What the hell happened to it?

Krista didn't respond she was too busy reading Ymir's text and smiling ear to ear.

/Well if I'm cute that cute to get away with burning your muffin maybe I'm cute enough to convince you to go out with me sometime. ;)