Nicole said. “It has nothing to do with you.” Like the blue makeup he wore, dejection painted the young man’s face. One of the antennae that were glued to his head drooped. “Honestly,” she continued. “I’m just not interested in dating anyone right now.” “But she said that you were available,” he said. “Who is she?” “Brenda. She said that you’d be working late tonight, and I should come by and meet you,” he answered. Her face grew hot, and she could imagine it turning beet red. This was the last straw. The next time she saw Brenda; she was going to let her have it with both barrels. “Look,” she said. “I feel bad about this, so go back to the Sci-Fi section, pick out a DVD, and I’ll let you have it for free.” His demeanor perked up, and she could’ve sworn that his drooping antenna stood up straight. “Gee,” he said. “I hope you have the complete first season of Stargate Atlantis.” “I don’t feel that bad,” she said. “Keep it under $20, please.”
