On Monday they sit outside on this lunch table by a tree they sit at after school some times when they decide to take the late bus and just chill. The sky was cloudy and gray. Then Israel says to Golan. "School is out at the end of the week, have any plans before high school?" "Not really most likely I will be at our shed or playing war." "My dad is dragging me to France." "What cool." "Not cool, I rather stay home and hang. I don't want to meet other countries, especially this הדוד France I keep hearing about." "What do you hear about him?" "I heard he is a prevented nut job." "Ah." "Hay, I was wondering if you would like to come with me." "Sure why not, I'm going to get sucked up in to your politics any way." "Huh?" "Zion I am a mountainous region within your country." "That makes sense now." They just sit there for a bit. Israel starts to wonder if Golan was ever going to ask her out. But then she wonders if he'll ever think that way or shed just be friend zoned. Israel shrugs it off as that guy thing. Then she asks him. "What do you think of me starting to wear a flight suit?" "Well it will fit your personality." Then Israel looks at her new digital cuff watt and sees that it's time to leave. "Hay we should go. By the way should I come to your place or should we go to mine?" "Neither, I am kinda tired today and just want to have dinner and go to bed." "Ok."