8:46 Sunday Evening "Who's that?" Overseas asked as we walked down the stairs (because of our anti-elevator inclinations). "That's a....Really good friend of mine. Who I met a long time ago. He's from New York. We have so much in common, and we were always thinking the same thing; it was like we were clones or something." I replied. I didn't tell him the whole story, of how we fell in love and then I met this Overseas guy and secretly fell in love with Overseas instead. We never told each other that we loved each other. I knew he loved me and he knew I loved him, it was just one of those unsaid things that you didn't say (as would be obvious since it was an unsaid thing). "Oh," was all he said. He looked really disappointed for some reason and it was sad so I smiled at him and took his hand. My knees promptly turned to jelly and it was all I could do to not fall down the rest of the stairs. Is that what it's like, falling in love? It involves stairs? "Did they feed you on your flight? Did I ask you that already? Are you hungry? Wanna grab a coffee or a scone or a muffin or, I don't know, a steak or something?" I was babbling but you know, going out to eat is a great way to get reacquainted with someone you haven't seen in four years. Someone you see again and find that your heart seems to have a mind of it's own and it's remembering something that it forgot a long time ago. He smiled back at me and gave my hand a squeeze. I squeezed back and he said, "Yeah, sure, let's get something to eat. A steak though? Are you not a vegetarian?" "Oh I am still but maybe you like steak. I could always just eat bread. Seattle's full of liberal vegetarians and vegans so I'm sure I'd be able to find something on the menu to suit my taste." We were finally at the end of the staircase and my jelly legs didn't have to work as hard anymore. I let go of his hand and shot a furtive look at his face. He certainly wasn't cute anymore. He was drop-dead gorgeous. "Am I still pretty?" I asked him before I could stop myself. "I told you you were still beautiful when i first saw you. Why would I say that if it wasn't real? You weren't expecting me to so I wasn't lying to appease you. I really..wow. That guy, he's not your boyfriend is he? I mean I wouldn't be surprised if he was, I mean do you have a boyfriend? I mean I missed you. A lot."