On the Border Restaurant
" Megan, isn't it?" She looked up at me, surprised. " I know you probably get this all the time, but I was wondering if I could take you out sometime?" She blushed furiously. " I... we... we're not really supposed to. Sorry." She straightened up, smoothing down her pants with her free hand. I smiled. " No, that's cool. Understandable." She almost returned my smile, I noticed -- her lips quirked a little at any rate. I watched her walk away towards the kitchen and took a sip of my...