“You managed not to insult me this time.” “You’re getting better at your job,” he told her. “O.K., then.” He pocketed his change.īut the next week he came into the movie theatre again, and bought another box of Red Vines. Or, if he did, he showed it only by stepping back, as though to make her lean toward him, try a little harder. Robert did not pick up on her flirtation. But he was on the heavy side, his beard was a little too long, and his shoulders slumped forward slightly, as though he were protecting something. He was tall, which she liked, and she could see the edge of a tattoo peeking out from beneath the rolled-up sleeve of his shirt. Not so cute that she would have, say, gone up to him at a party, but cute enough that she could have drummed up an imaginary crush on him if he’d sat across from her during a dull class-though she was pretty sure that he was out of college, in his mid-twenties at least. She didn’t earn tips at the movie theatre, but the job was boring otherwise, and she did think that Robert was cute. Flirting with her customers was a habit she’d picked up back when she worked as a barista, and it helped with tips.
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