Elan decided that going home was the best option, but that going home to no food was not. Stopping at the local organic food store on the way home would be the BEST option.
So off to the market she goes. And there bumps into none other than ... this guy. This guy she knows... what was his name again? Brett? Brandon? WAIT...Brad. "You remember him... the tall, sandy blonde that ignored you in college? That agreed to escort you to that dance?" she says to herself. "Oh yes... just one of many heartbreaks/heartbreakers..." she muses to her self.
"Oiy! Brad! What's up!?"
Not much. Just moved here for a new job. What about you?
Working, as usual. The funny thing is that they never tell you that the work doesn't stop with college, it just gets more focused and pointless.
Hey, I gotta run, but it was good seeing you!
Yeah, you too. Hey we should totally get together some time... what's your number?
We should definitely ... my fiance` and you would really get along.
Uh, yeah. See the ring? (she blatantly waves the rock on her left hand... boys.)
In any event, they exchange numbers. Elan knows he won't call and doesn't totally intend to call him either. She'll pass it to her fiance` and tell him to call. Or to remind her to call - that will pretty much ensure that the call will never be made. Reconnecting with old crushes is not high on the priority list with a wedding to plan.