exchange: the confrontation
Scene: an unassuming restaurant specializing in bite-sized meat, unintrusive service, and crushed hope.
Girl: Yum, this short rib is delicious. Try some!
Boy: Listen, let’s not dance around this anymore. I have a giant crush on you and have had one for a while.
Girl: SOOOO yummy!
Boy: We get along great as friends, and I think you feel the same way about me, and I’m single now, and I think we should just go for it. Consequences be damned.
Girl: OMG, what kind of marinade is on this sirloin???
Boy: Liz, please–
Girl: I’m leaving New York in August and moving to Barcelona to be with my boyfriend Guillermo. Waitress, can we have the flan for dessert? Thanks.