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As I sat at the computer, jibing to a beat in my head, I noticed him in the door frame. I looked at him and smiled.
"Hi." I said.
"Hi." he said with a hint of a smile of his own.
There is a brief moment of silence. Both of us weary of the girl on the second computer in between us.
"So..." he begins, "1? 2?"
"1? 2?" I dance my pointer and index finger in a playful, but silent, jingle.
He smiles. "1:30?"
"Happy compromise?"
"Happy medium." he corrects. He glances at the girl again. "So... I'm gonna get to work."
I smile and nod. And then I poke my head into the office, where he is working, and make a comment about the night before. Where we both pushed our luck. He laughs and says he'll tell me all about it later.
I walk back into the computer room. Sit down. Think about the complications I could possibly be getting myself into...
and I laugh.
Of course, the girl (who is completely unawares) asks me to help her with the printer and it takes me a moment to register what she's asking.
Tonight should be fun.
- Pushing the Envelope... just a little