I hand Kylie the keys, hoping this won’t drag on any longer. She takes them and walks out, her three inch heels clacking.

“Girlfriend?” The boy asks me; his expression is disappointed.

“No, best friend. Single,” I say embarrassed. I suddenly realize that he might have a girlfriend. I mean, look at him.

“You have a girlfriend?” I ask involuntarily; worried I might offend him in some way.

“Single,” He says smiling. I smile back, and we head to the deserted café area.

I sit across from him, facing the window and we talk. Talk about everything and anything. Everything except our names, I notice.

“I’m Gabe, by the way,” I say after he finishes telling me about how much he loves lattes.

“I’m Andy,” He says with a smile. I begin to notice that light is coming from the window and Kylie gesticulating outside, wanting me go outside.

Awe, I don’t wanna leave.