She shot a glance up to the clock, and then re-checked her watch for the fifth or sixth time since resetting it.  "I have a class coming up to."  She stated.  "Here."  She scrawled out her number on a napkin and gave it to him.  "Call me."  She smiled and rose, picking up the book bag that she'd obviously unloaded since the last time they met.<br/><br/>She glanced back once as she passed through the door, and then she was gone, melded into the crowded New York pedestrian traffic.