Meghan

She is sitting in a bar, sipping on a coke. Counting her last bit of money. $1.18 Shit, just enough to call Dad for a ticket home. Every guy is looking at her and wants to talk to her but she shoots them all down. She looks at you, sitting two stools away.

Meghan: What’s wrong, no original pickup line to give me. Everyone else tried but not you?

you: I’m way to old for you kid.

Meghan: Finally. A man who knows his limits. I’m Meghan.