Diana had noticed the girls flirtiness, and also took note of how pretty she was. She couldn't help but glance over her shoulder and give her a quick glare as she and Derek walked to their table. As they sat and began eating, Diana asked, "She seemed into you. Are you... are you going to text her?" She inquired this in a casual tone, not wanting to come across as jealous.

[i]Wait... [b]am[/b] I jealous?[/i] Diana gave a mental sigh. [i]No, of course not! Just curious, that's all.[/i] She found that her tostada didn't taste as good when she was thinking about this. It tasted bland.

Bland.

That's what Diana was compared to the pretty cashier.


Simply bland.


[i]Why won't my mind shut up!? I am NOT jealous! In fact, I'd LOVE it if Derek took Miss Pretty Cashier on a date![/i] Suddenly Diana looked up, and before Derek even had the time to begin to answer her previous question, she added: "you should ask her on a date."