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inquires.
    “What?” I ask, slightly taken aback.
    “Why do you choose to be a homebody?” he clarifies.
    “Can’t it just be because I like staying home?”
    He shakes his head.  “Not likely.”
    “Damn, straight to the intense stuff.  Okay, I don’t like venturing out much because I work a lot.  I’m usually wiped out when quitting time rolls around, and on my limited days off, I visit with my grandfather.  It doesn’t leave much time for club hopping and such.”
    “I never was into that scene.  I’ve always been a simple country boy.  I’d rather be in a tree stand than on a dance floor any day.”
    “So you’re a hunter?”
    “I don’t get to as much as I used to, but I manage to make a trip every once in a while.”
    “Then tell me, what’s your issue?”
    Fletcher lets out a deep laugh.  “My own words come back to bite me.” He sighs.  “It’s kind of a long story, and Ben and your friend are heading this way.  Can we talk about it later?”
    “Sure, as long as it’s not something malicious you’re keeping from me.”
    “Malicious?  Me?  No way,” he says with a grin.
    With her arm laced through Ben’s, Lizzy storms the table with gusto.  “Sorry about that.  I’m still in such shock that the Benz here is your friend!”
    “Who’d a thunk?” Fletcher replies in what I immediately pick up on as sarcasm, but Lizzy remains clueless.  Ben shoots him a warning glance.  None the wiser, Lizzy continues to ramble about their childhood until the waitress comes by to take our order.  She takes a breath long enough to order a sweet tea, and the rambling immediately commences.  Ben listens to each of her words intently, but Fletcher and I were over the conversation the moment it started.  
    At first, Fletcher’s gestures were simple and barely noticeable, but as soon as I realized what he was doing, I join in.  Before long, we are secretly trying to outdo one another.  He very casually starts out with a yawn/stretch combo, and as soon as he’s sure they aren’t looking, he gestures as though he’s hanging himself with an imaginary rope.  I cover my mouth to conceal my smile then slowly roll my hand to the side of my head to make a gun gesture with my fingers.  Before I can “pull the trigger,” Lizzy turns to ask me a question.  Smiling, I quickly redirect my finger to my ear and pretend to scratch an itch. Fletcher quickly looks away to hide his grin from the clueless two.
    “Am I missing something?” Lizzy asks looking between me and Fletcher.
    “I don’t think so.  Savannah, is Lizzy missing something?”
    “Lizzy, my love, the only thing you’re missing is a mute button,” I toss out, and Fletcher nearly hits the floor from laughter.
    Lizzy squints at me while smirking playfully, and slowly, her lips erupt into a full, lopsided smile.  “So, I’m talking too much? Okay, you asked for it.  I’m zipping it the rest of the night.  All future conversation is on you, and you alone.  Good luck with that,” she asserts while pantomiming zipping and buttoning her mouth shut before haughtily crossing her arms over her chest.
    “What’s that mean?” Ben asks, looking confused.
    “It means that she knows that I’m not much of a conversationalist, and instead of picking on my dear sweet friend for her incessant chatting, I should thank her for jumping in and taking some of the pressure off me,” I answer.  Lizzy smugly raises an eyebrow while a smirk crosses her lips.
    “I have an idea,” Fletcher offers.  All eyes are now on him.  “It’s obvious that Lizzy and Ben have a lot of catching up to do, so why don’t you guys do that?  Savannah, if you’re okay with it, why don’t we get our own table and let these two do their thing?”
    Lizzy’s eyes light up.  “Actually, I’m not really in the mood for pizza.”  I shoot her a nasty look because I know what’s coming.
    “I was just thinking that, too,” Ben volunteers.  “I’m more