> At movies.
> 9/10 girl at counter.
> "Hey can I have three tickets for Anchorman 2: The Legend Continues?"
> She smiles and asks if I'd like anything else.
> Takes my chance.
> "How about your number?"
> She grins and writes it down for me on the back of my ticket.
> "Enjoy your movie... Sir." - She grins.
> I grin back.
> "You too."
> You too.
> Her smile falters.
> I quickly flee the scene, spaghetti falling out of my pockets with each step.
> The ticket-collector rips off the half of the ticket she wrote her number upon.
> Jesus H. Christ.
> My friend leans over once we've taken our seats.
> "Should've given her the old lickaroo."