Your sitting at the picnic table at the park with Layla and she seems excited. "I got some cute boys number today!" She says.
"Who's?" I ask
"His name is Dylan."
"That's funny, because I got some boys number today too!"
"Who's?" She presses
"I don't know, he nearly ran me over then handed me a slip of paper, no name or anything, but the number."
"Wow, a mysterious one! Ooh!"
"I want to get ahold of him, but I don't know whether to call or text him."
"Text him, defiantly!"
You leave smiling!
