––– DREW. 

          Nancy raised her shoulders with a smile still spread across her lips. She did, in fact, have a bunch of great stories, but it always felt odd to her; like bragging. It wasn’t her way, had never been, though she enjoyed his interest as anyone else might. “I think the best places are the oldest ones. Egypt, Rome, Versailles… They’re all so historic and classical.” A glint comes into her eyes as she looks at him again. “They have the best mysteries.”

         “ HELL… AND YOU’RE MY AGE? ” Jeff’s eyes twinkled. If there was anything he liked in a girl, it was ambition. He could never get into someone who didn’t know what they wanted to do, in life or otherwise. Even if it was just deciding to smoke a bowl everyday, he ADMIRED girls with goals. Maybe it had something to do with his mom and her relentless pursuit of her own dreams. Probably did. “ Been to Egypt once before. I was six. My mom got on a camel, and was ended up too scared to get down. She just kept ridin’ round the pyramids until my dad had to pull her off. It was, uh… pretty crazy, ha. ”