She just tagged you, Old Man.  Big time!  You caught that, right?  The Voice seemed to not wait for a reply, as he went on.  Just be sure not to make her wait too long.  You dig, Old Man?  Cuz if you do?  She’s gonna be on you something worse than a school of piranhas snacking on a capybara.  A capybara that don’t know how to swim, just so you know.  Retreating chuckling could be heard.<br/><br/>Capybara? Paul wondered.  Where the fuck did he get that?!<i>National Geographic</i>?<i>Animal Planet</i>?<br/><br/>“Thanks, Charlette,” he said, already embarrassed about not being able to keep up with her.  Right now, anyway.  His 21-year-old self?  They’d be on the floor by now, giving the carpet a workout and defying all the laws of friction. Paul was still hopeful that someone her own age (classmate? stranger? anybody?) would enter her life and sweep her off her feet. He just didn't see himself as being that particular person.