(Inspired by a scene in Criminal Minds)

Travis: *holding a cup of coffee* Morning princess.

Em: *smiling like a dork* Good morning.

Travis: Pump, Your brakes. *motioning her to come over*

Em: *walking towards him*

Travis: Everyday I say good morning, Everyday you say 'I'll show you a good morning, hot stuff' everyday.. Not today?

Em: *fixing his shirt collar* I hate profilers, You know that?

Travis: Spit it out.

Em: *smiling again* Fine, I met a guy.

Travis: *confused* You did what? Where?

Em: Coffee shop. Smoking hot, I fixed his computer and then he asked for my number.

Travis: And you just-?

Em: Gave it to him. Can you believe that? A complete stranger. Did I mention he was smoking hot?

Travis: *nodding* Uh, Yeah yeah, I think you did. Ok, It happens *booping her nose*

Em: *shaking her head* No it doesn't, Not to me, Not like this.

Travis: Not like what?

Em: I'm not the girl men see across smokey bars and write songs about.

Travis: Sweetheart-

Em: It's ok, I do just fine but it takes a minute, You know?

Travis: Ok so, what's the problem? You think it's all happening way too fast or something?

Em: Yes, I-I don't know, Maybe? What do you think?

Travis: I think you should always trust your gut. So, sure, If he seems a little too smooth, Maybe a little too smug and hot then maybe you should walk the other way.

Em: *nodding* Ok..