We all gathered around to eat cake for a staff member's birthday, yesterday morning. I was eating banana cake, Kate had chocolate, as we talked real estate. Kate's selling her Fitzroy house, so she can renovate her Fitzroy warehouse. Cute Luke walked up. Kate and I looked over at him. Luke looked all bashful, smiling self consciously, looking from me to Kate.
He gazed at his feet. Uneasy. I'm sure he blushed.
"What's wrong with you?" I said. I have impeccable Luke-dar.
"Nothing," said Luke.
"What's up?" said Kate?
"Nothing," said Luke, as he kicked at the carpet with his foot.
"It sure looks like it," I said.
"No, nothing," said Luke.
"You can tell us," said Kate.
"Yeah, you can tell us Lukey-boy," I said.
"I'm scared of Kate," said Luke. He looked away.
"Scared of Kate?" I said.
"Scared of me?" said Kate.
"Did you know?" I asked Kate.
"Well, he hasn't made eye contact with me, yet," said Kate.
"That's pretty good, Kate," I said.
"I thought it was pretty good," said Kate.
"How did you do it?"
"I'm not sure," said Kate.
"Can you make him cry," I said. My heart would dissolve with his tears, if he cried.
"I'm going," said Luke. He turned and walked away.
"Oh Luke," Kate said.
"Oh Luke," I said.
He's just adorable, I thought. I wish I could effect him that way. Sigh.
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