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swallowed and approached Cameron’s table. “Let me guess, you’re going hiking in that dress shirt later today.”
    Cameron gave Jen a smoldering glance, and noticed the lovely symmetry of her face. “You got it,” he said, “I think the bears will appreciate that I made an effort.”
    Jen tried not to laugh, but couldn’t help herself. “Bravo. How many slices of French toast today? You want high stack?”
    Cameron licked his lips. “You got any blueberries back there? I’m feelin g adventurou s .”
    “Isn’t there something else?”
    Cameron rubbed his hand on his square jaw. “Actually, there’s a girl here. I think the regulars call her Jen? Have you seen her around? I’m not sure how to describe her, but she’s an awful lot like a sour patch kid. Sour, sweet, gone.”
    “Nice try. I don’t know about the sweet part though. I’ve experienced mostly the sour side.”
    “Yeah, me too. But, I think I figured it out…”
    Jen batted her eyes twice.
    “I think that’s just her screwed up way of flirting.”
    Jen cracked a smile and smacked Cameron with a menu. “Just ask me!”
    “Hey, alright! Jen, you want to get a bite to eat tonight?”
    “I don’t eat anymore.” Jen cracked again and started laughing. “Yeah. You want to rent a bicycle built for two and catch a drive in flick after?”
    Cameron lost it and laughed until his eyes watered. “Um…sure. Let’s do it.”
    “No, I’m serious. I’ve always wanted to ride a two-person bicycle.”
    “Then, that’s what we’ll do.”
    “For now, partner, let’s get you some grub.” Jen eyed the flowers. “I’m assuming those are for me?”
    “Naw, I just brought those for me. Ain’t nothing like breakfast and the smell of fresh flowers. Ahhh.”
    Jen turned towards the kitchen.
    “Hey, wait!”
    She swung her ponytail around. “Pick me up at six sharp.” She walked back to the kitchen to place an order for one boring omelet: a final jest. Jen loved to have the upper hand.
     
     
     
    That evening, Cameron and Jen did indeed rent a bicycle built for two for their night on the town. Satisfied by the fresh cuisine of an Italian café, the pair caught a romantic comedy at a nearby drive-in theater. Cameron brought a thermos of hot chocolate and shared the sweet treat with his date.
    After the movie, they returned the two-seat bicycle and started a long walk back to Jen’s apartment.
    As they walked, Jen complained about the unrealistic situations in the rom-com. Before long, the couple discussed their favorite episodes of Law and Order. They both loved TV shows with intricate plots. Crime shows also appealed to their shared interest in the criminal justice system. They discussed the issues of lie detection, false confessions, and even eyewitness testimony. Since Jen understood the basic mechanics of the standard lie detector test – the circuitry and questioning methods – she boasted strong opinions about its troubling inaccuracies.
    When they were only a block away from Jen’s apartment, she removed her shoes and carried them, stretching her toes out as they padded along the sidewalk.
    “Gosh, that was a lot further than I thought.” She led Cameron up to the door and unlocked it, letting him into her world.
    When she opened the door, Cameron soon discovered Jen also had an interest in photography. The main room in the one bedroom apartment displayed dozens of pictures of people sitting on benches and playing with their dogs in a park.
    “Hey, you didn’t tell me you were into photography.”
    Jennifer collapsed on her couch, putting her legs up and hugging a pillow. “I can’t give it all away at once. Where’s the mystery in that? Besides, it doesn’t really do it justice to talk about it. You’ve got to see it for yourself. That’s why it’s a visual medium.”
    “Hey, I know what you mean. Who are these people?”
    “Well, Mr. Sunset and Skyline, I like street photography. It might not be trees and grass, but the