The bell rang. A dark-haired woman with a nose ring and pink eyeshadow sat down in front of the nicely dressed young man.
The girl glanced at his nametag. "Hello, Charley."
Charley read her nametag. "Hello, Veronica."
"So," she said with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "Who wants to go first?"
Charley didn't answer. He was too busy staring at her.
She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Okay..."
"Have we met?"
"I don't know. Are you from around here?"
"Utah? No," he said, shaking his head. "You?"
He continued to stare and she continued to feel uneasy.
"You look like a missionary," she said. "Anyone tell you that?"
"Actually, I just came back from a calling."
"You seem a little old for that."
"I got a late start," he said, looking at her intensely, biting his lower lip in concentration.
She cleared her throat. "Listen, we've got less than three minutes here. Let's try to make the most of them, shall we?"
"Oh my God," he said, leaning back in his chair.
She looked at him blankly.
"I know where I've seen you. You're a porn star."
"Hey, keep your voice down," she said, looking around to make sure none of the other couples seated around them noticed. She dropped her head into her hands. "Aye carumba. Make one stupid video five years ago and I have to run into the only person on the planet who's seen it. And he's a Mormon."
He shook his head. "I didn't see it."
"Right," she said, laying on the sarcasm.
She looked at him curiously. "Then how'd you know I was in a porno?"
He grinned at her. "It's me. Charley!"
She looked at him, her brows knotted together in thought. She shook her head slowly. "Sorry..."
"The Cable Guy," he said, glancing around, his voice low.
She continued to look at him blankly. Finally he began to surreptiously rock his pelvis back and forth. He whispered to her, "You know... the Cable Guy."
Finally the recognition dawned on her. She smiled. "Oh, yeah, the Cable Guy." She looked at him with new found appreciation. "So how you been?"
"Good." He leaned back as his eyes appraised her. Finally, he glanced around the room. "Say, you wanna get outta here, maybe grab a bite somewhere?"
"Yeah," she said, smiling. "I'd like that."
Charley got up, took the girl's hand delicately in his and guided her toward the exit, his eyes locked on hers.
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