"i'm a musician."
he runs his hand along the back of his neck, nervously.
"oh, are you?"
she doesn't seem nervous at all.
"yeah, i actually write and perform with a buddy of mine."
"so you're in a band?"
"yup. we're called twenty one pilots. have you heard of us?"
"maybe."
"you don't seem impressed?"
she shrugs.
"i might be more impressed if i actually saw you play."
"we're playing a show tomorrow night, you should stop by! i can text you the info."
"sounds good, i will be there."
she smiles and reaches for the check, only to be stopped by tyler.
"nope, i got this," he insists, gazing at the gorgeous blonde sitting across from him.
"i like you, jenna."