Like Someone in Love
Not a Star, Not a Rose: Episode 12
- What’s in those clear bottles?
- Seltzer. Black cherry, vanilla, orange, strawberry, peach . . .
- Strawberry, please.
- Here you go.
- Thanks. You weren’t here last week. I sorta kinda missed you.
- Heyyy, Kalmia? I feel like we need to talk.
- Heyyy, Deke? All we ever do is talk.
- Okay — but I mean . . . about something.
- Because we usually talk about nothing.
- You know — if you’re going to be like this . . .
- What do you want to talk about?
- You know the last time I mentioned Tiff?
- Tiff?
- Tiffany. Tiffany Aubri . . .
- Uh huh.
- Well . . . things are going better now.
- I see.
- We’re getting serious, I think. At least I have a good feeling about it.
- Uh . . . huh.
- You’re doing it again.
- What?
- Whenever I mention her, you go all glassy-eyed and distant.
- I’m listening to you.
- But not responding.
- What do you want to hear?
- Anything but these . . . noncommittal . . . grunts.
- Thanks a lot. That’s the second time you’ve called me a pig.
- Well —
- What do you want? After your fulfilling weekend, I asked questions. I said I was happy for you. Is anything else really my business?
- I guess not. No more than stories about your many conquests or your weird friend Cady are my business, huh?
- I didn’t realize I was telling you more than you wanted to hear. I’ll stop.
- That wasn’t what I meant! I mean, we’re friends, we tell each other things, right?
- Maybe not . . . everything.
- Okay — message received. I’ll keep the Tiff stuff private. I just thought we —
- What?
- Never mind.
- Fine.
- By the way, why are you wearing a scarf? It’s hot in here.
- This is why.
- Well, well. Anyone I know?
- Yeah. The guy who took your shift last week.
- That guy?
- Yeah, we got into this discussion . . . he told me to stick around while he was closing up . . .
- He’s not supposed to do that.
- Don’t worry, it was a one-time thing.
- It better be.
- Don’t even try to police my —
- Not you. Him. He’d better not do something like that again during closing.
- Well he won’t with me. Bartenders aren’t my type.
Continued in Episode 13: If You Could See Me Now
