At last

‘Julie?’

The woman rose from her seat. ‘Brian?’

‘You were early?’

‘A little. Nerves.’

They sat down, Brian glancing around.

‘Are you okay?’

‘Just seeing if this is candid camera.’

‘What?’

‘Well, you’re well out of my league. Is this a set-up?’

Julie laughed. ‘You’re a flatterer.’

‘I’m a …’

‘Oh my god, you’re serious!’

‘What?’

‘You’re hilarious.’

‘I am?’

‘Just relax, Brian.’

‘Sorry; haven’t been on a first date in thirty years.’

‘You’re doing fine.’

‘I am? Because it doesn’t feel like that to me. If this is …’

‘Brian, there’re no cameras.’

‘Really, wow.’

Julie smiled. ‘At last.’



A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.