Conversation on a Date
Deb is ending a first date. Date and Deb are in a taxi. Date has taxi pull up to Deb’s apartment building. He pays for cab and gets out with Deb.
He walks straight to the elevator. Deb stands in the lobby. He walks back to her.
Date: What are you doing? What floor you on?
Deb: I live on the 10th floor but this is where our night is ending.
Date: Ha, you crack me up Deb. Let’s go upstairs.
Deb: I’m being serious.
Date laughs. Deb does not.
Date: How old are you? Twelve?
