[ He has to be messing with her. She takes the blueberry out of the case and places it in a bag then warms it a little in a microwave. She doesn't expect him to stay, so she doesn't bother putting it on a plate. Her brows shoot up even more when he asks if she attends school there.
She gives him a funny look for a second. She's not sure if he's making fun of her. Maybe he is. Rubbing salt in the wound over her dumb crush and the way he'd stood her up. She'd bought a new dress that night.
The microwave dings. She opens it and sets the bag on the counter then rings him up. ]
Yeah, I go to school here. It'll be six dollars and seventy cents. Will you be paying with cash or card, Ransom?
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She gives him a funny look for a second. She's not sure if he's making fun of her. Maybe he is. Rubbing salt in the wound over her dumb crush and the way he'd stood her up. She'd bought a new dress that night.
The microwave dings. She opens it and sets the bag on the counter then rings him up. ]
Yeah, I go to school here. It'll be six dollars and seventy cents. Will you be paying with cash or card, Ransom?
[ She's blasé. She's just trying to move this along to save herself the embarrassment. ]