The following scene occurred last Sunday at an after-church activity at the bishop's house:
I am eating and half zoned out but catch a girl staring at me. We do the awkward "look-away-and-pretend-it-never-happened" routine, but it happens several more times. Some time passes, I finish a conversation with a friend, and StareGirl approaches me.
StareGirl: Okay. I don't really know how to talk to people. Well, about anything other than books. So, do you like to read?
Looks like I found a Valentine's date! jk.