While she waited, watching the crowd around her, one guy stood out.  Blonde hair cut short, he and a group of buddies were drinking beer and playing pool in the corner. That’s what made<i>Capone</i>’s popular, the awesome New York Style pizza and the pool tables.  During happy hour, everything, including pool table rentals was discounted to draw in the college crowd.  Emily hunched lower in the booth, hoping he wouldn’t recognize her.  Maybe it was the pink hair but the next thing she knew he’d made his way over.  “Hey, don’t you work at<i>Blue’s Café</i>?”  Nodding weakly, she greeted him.  Eric introduced himself and asked if Roxy was closing tonight.  Apologizing she shrugged, “Sorry, I wouldn’t know.”  It wasn’t her place to break the news that the new barista had already moved on to greener pastures.<br/><br/>Spying Boris near the entrance, she smiled at his approach, "Hi, glad you accepted my invite." As he slid into the booth across from her, “The scooter's a dream. Thanks again, Boris. I'm trying to think of an appropriate name for him.”  Emily passed a menu for him to scrutinize, "So I went online to look at helmets but thought you might be able to give some tips on what to buy." Sipping her water, she added, "Oh, and pie-wise, I'm good with anything except jalapenos."  With his chocolate brown eyes riveted on the tasty list to order from, she was free to look at him and wonder strategically the best way to ask if he had a girl-friend.