... "Shit!" he thought. Well, shouted. To people who would never understand why he said it.
"You alright?" Lisa said. If he had a dollar for every time he heard that today...
"Oh, nothing. I just forgot something at the office."
"That can wait until later."
They fumbled through a kiss, due to the whole 'being 12' thing. They waved away at Lisa's parents, and went into the restaurant.
Lisa was having a special moment with her babe. Meanwhile, Dave's mind was racing so much, he was probably about to have a panic attack. Where did the damn pen go? If it's at the office, someone was probably going to take it. If it fell out of his pocket while he was on the way, it's lost. Hell, it was probably ran over by a car. What would even happen if it breaks? Considering what it does when just writing-
"Davie, you're spacing out again."
Dave looked up, away from his mind. There was a 5 year old, wearing a server's uniform. She crawled off of her chair, and led the couple to a table.
"My name is Miwwie. If you need anythin, jus ask. When you ready to owda, pwess da button on the wall."
They ordered a plate of buffalo wings to split between them, along with a Coke for Dave and a lemonade for Lisa. Dave had lost his taste for sugary drinks in his 20s, bu since it's throwback Thursday, anything goes.
"So are you excited?" Lisa asked him, wide eyed.
"Excited? About what?"
"You know what's happening tomorrow, right? ..."