Frank started the tea boiling and thought about how he'd cut off Jenna.  But she pushed further and came close to the root of the problem.  It hadn't been a fight that saddled Frank with a pair of crutches, but it had all the trappings.<br/><br/>"It wasn't a fight exactly," Frank said.  He put the tea in the pot when it was ready, not knowing how to answer any further.  Then he calmed himself and said a little more.  "I was going to talk to a girl at school, but her boyfriend was there.  He shoved me in the shoulder and I fell down the stairs behind me.  I was lucky not to be more beat up."<br/><br/>In an unusual bout of confidence, Frank stood up for himself, figuratively since his injuries kept him closer to the ground than he would have liked.  "And I'm sorry if it seemed like I was dodging you.  It's not every day that I make tea for a beautiful woman."