“It’s just”, he replies as he reclines the space jet, “that I have a special someone that I met last night at the cafe and I want to make sure that she is thinking of me the same that I am thinking of her, yo.”

“I doubt that anyone thinks of you half as much as you think about them”, I reply as I shift into 2nd gear with the digital.transmission and grab a bag of papitas, “you really need to make sure that you are thinking clearly and not just being so rash, yo.”