Tomorrow

"I know you. I would never forget that face you make when you think. You look like a monkey."

"Am I supposed to be flattered by that "compliment"?"

"Only if you let me get you a banana split."

"Didn't anyone tell you that insulting a girl and then asking her out on a date will not "score" you anything?"

"Fine. You can get whatever you want."

"I'll take a rain check. Mr. Smooth."

"Whatever you say, Tarzan."

I raised my eyebrows in a mocked tone. "Oh I see how it is. You wanna play this game, Cyril? It's on like Donkey Kong."

Quirky and sarcastic Quinn Maldor is an 18 year old with the worst luck imaginable, or so she says. Finally graduating high school, she begins a very quiet summer trying to find out what road to take for her future. Quinn's momentary luck takes its toll and the tables are turned. A mysterious guy who carries many secrets takes a seat, only to have Quinn turn the table by playing the Joker. Hypothetically speaking, of course.