mistake made on elevator wrong on many levels [ rogue ]

There was something up. There had been since the last time she had passed out in his car and woken up screaming, and not because he had been the cause of the screaming in a good way. No, there was something behind the demure surface and the deadpan statements, and he had a feeling that he wasn't going to be privy to what it was for a good, long while. Cal frowned. While there was a part of him that desperately wished to find out, the other part of him knew that it was probably best to act like it had never happened. That was how he would have wanted to be treated in her place, after all.

"All righty then. If you say so."

He was quite sure that he was a better actor than she was, that he was good at acting like everything between him and her was totally okay. Which it was, save for the slight lapses. She was cute, she was sweet, and she made good conversation. And he was all too glad to facilitate her change of subject, turning back to her and smiling. "Yeah. Good band, good song. Glad to hear we like the same stuff," Cal said. But the pause didn't quite seem as natural, didn't seem as fluid. Luckily, the GPS spoke up before he had the chance to.

You are reaching your destination. 50 feet away

"Yes!" Cal exclaimed. The rumble of his stomach was almost loud enough to drown out the sound of the music. But she continued speaking, stating she wasn't vocal.

Oh boy. Oh boy. It was all that he could do to maintain a straight face as she began to stutter. Cal couldn't help but shake his head. "Allison. Allison. Who would have thought...?" He was drawing out her misery, he knew. Cal even clicked his tongue for good measure. But then Allison apologized, saying she was bad at something. Bad at this.

"No you aren't."

Even if he wasn't quite sure what this was, he was pretty certain that Allison was doing fine.