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                  He looked up. He’d been talking to his roommates and hadn’t noticed my presence; I mentally face-palmed. Why didn’t I leave when I had the chance?
                  “Dana, what are you doing here?”
                  “Well, you see… I was just walking around and this…” I gestured to the half eaten chunk of bread. It suddenly looked less appealing. “I couldn’t resist.”
                  He gave a small chuckle. The ensuing silence was a bit awkward, as they had all finished eating. I wasn’t sure whether to bid my goodbyes or take a seat.
                  “Were you hungry again, too?” I cringed at the childishness of my question.
                  “No, no. I just met my roommates here. We were gonna head home together in a minute.”
                  I nodded my head. I felt like I moved in slow motion.
                  “Take a seat.” He patted the seat next to him, closest to the window.
                  “Okay,” I said. I set the bread on the table. “Anyone want some?”
                  Andrew and his roommates shook their heads. It was Muppet-Man and Cheeto-Boy with him. Thank god Cheeto was on the opposite side of the table. The bread fumes masked his scent. I was pretty sure he hadn’t changed his shirt yet, though.
                  “Dude, come on,” Cheeto said, resuming a conversation I hadn’t heard.
                  “I’m not sure I want to go this weekend, it’s kind of soon,” Andrew said.
                  “Man, it’s like two hundred Euros tops,” Muppet-Man cut in.
                  “Where are you going?” I asked.
                  Muppet-Man glanced in my direction. “We’re going to Amsterdam, only Andrew is being a pussy and doesn’t want to come.”
                  “It’s not that I don’t want to go.” Andrew shifted his eyes in my direction. “I just think it’s a lot of money to spend right away. I need figure out how much money I have to travel this semester before I start taking trips.”
                  I nodded. “Makes sense to me. Plus, you haven’t even seen Milan yet, why don’t you spend some time here?”
                  “It’s Amsterdam,” Cheeto said, as if that explained everything.
                  “Andrew, what about the event on Saturday at the D’uomo?” I raised my eyebrows. “I thought I’d asked you to come, and I was still hoping you’d be my date. But it sounds now like you’re traveling…”
    Andrew looked at me, a blend of confusion and optimism in his eyes.
    “I don’t know,” he said. “It’s not Amsterdam.”
    I thought I detected a slight wink.
    “It’s got an open bar, ” I wheedled.
                  “I could do that.” Andrew said.
                  Cheeto slid his eyes towards me as if bewildered by the turn of events. “So, you’re not coming, man?”
                  “Sorry, I totally forgot I told Dana to go with her to this thing.” He rolled his eyes. “Next time?”
                  Cheeto seemed appeased. He was already looking towards the cart to order another piece of focaccia. Muppet-Man was a bit more skeptical.
                  “I’m gonna head out now,” I said. “Thanks a lot Andrew. I’m sorry I kept you from your friends this weekend - I owe ya one.”
                  I watched Muppet-Man’s shoulders relax. He believed me.
                  I stood at the same time as Cheeto, me heading for the door and him heading to the counter.
                  “I’ll be back,” Andrew said to Muppet. “I’m going to walk her out.”
                  I let the door fly open as Andrew followed me, accompanying me out of sight from the