In the Waiting Line

The way Jenn explains it, every time she introduces some unsuspecting fellow to her best friend Mariann, the poor sap ends up falling in love with her, though their ardor is never returned. I suppose a guy who's sufficiently full of himself might view this as incentive to pursue Mariann, but even my ego has its limits.

No, what made me look at Mariann a second time was when we met her for lunch a few weeks ago. She had just undergone some sort of oral surgery so her face was moderately puffy, and I really liked that look on her. Since then the swelling's gone down, so when we go out on our first date I'm going to have to figure out a way to discreetly punch her in the face.