"Tomorrow?" She ventured. "It's Friday, and I don't have to work here." Melissa brushed her fingers against his hand. His good hand. She didn't know what the other one was like. But the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea. He was cute, and maybe he liked her. "I don't know what kind of movies you like. I mean, there's Ghost in the Shell, Boss Baby, Beauty and the Beast," She giggled, and put her hand against her mouth, hopefully passing it off as a hiccup. The tip of the broach stabbed her palm, and she dropped it, hissing, "Ow."

Her hand clapped down on it, when she realised it had hit the table, and she shoved it into her pocket. "So... Um..."

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