<strong>Kyle at the Library</strong><br/><br/>"Kassie, right!  I'm Kyle.  Uh...here."  Pulling out a scrap of paper, he jotted down his email and handed it to her, noting the warmth of her fingers.  Still holding to the unneeded business books, he wondered for a second if they might be needed...  Looking back up at her, he felt like he was poised over a precipise and needing to make a decision.  Clearing his breath, he though<em>Fuck it</em>and said, "Hey, do you want to go out for a drink after work?  I know it's late but I'm still getting used to being back here and you're the first person I've had a real conversation with.  I mean, if you're not doing anything else or something."<br/><br/>Not exactly Casanova but he hoped it would work as far as asking someone out.