Startled but pleased by his gesture of wiping grease from her cheek, Emily felt the start of a blush as heat rose to her face.  She smiled and rubbed at her cheek to make sure he got it all.  Boris’s affirmation of joining her for a pie and brew was a small way to reciprocate his generosity but also made her stomach feel a bit unsteady with excitement.  Sitting on her new ride, she explained if meeting today around 5pm would work for him.  “I’m off and can meet you at<i>Capone’s Pizza</i>if that works for you?”  She could get home, work on a post for<i>47</i>, and change before meeting Boris.