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something. And then I’d have to keep it going for three hours of dinner, and two hours of miniature golf at Fonzie’s Happy Town and—”
    “Ralph’s Fun Pit,” Lexie said. They both laughed for a second.
    “Right, well, I knew it was something Happy Days related. I saw Scott Baio in a sex education video once, and when he asked the doctor about his erection I just about spit out the gum I was chewing. It was fourth grade and I would have certainly gotten at least a short detention for having gum.”
    She smiled again, feeling a twinge of that sensation you only get when someone shares exactly your fears at exactly the same time. It’s a kind of anticipation, a sort of disbelief that you can’t deny because it’s right in front of your face.
    “Anyway, I was terrified all that was going to happen. And instead here we are, and you knew she was doing aikido. How can anything have possibly turned out better?”
    Lexie smiled again and gave his hand a squeeze. “Want a beer? We gotta run to the mini-golf course soon and meet Eve. I don’t know why, but it seems like she’s really taking an interest in us.”
    “Sure, that’ll help. I’m not sure I’ve played putt-putt since I was legal drinking age. That said, I don’t think I’ve ever played it without a few in me.” As she got up and walked to the fridge, opening the door with a clank of glass and food, he thought of something else to ask. “How long have you been here?”
    “Uh... three years. Wait, you mean this house or White Creek? My parents moved to the Creek when I was in middle school. Unless... you did mean the house?”
    Blake sat there for a second, and when Lexie glanced over, he was obviously deep in thought. “I’m not really sure what I meant,” he said. “I think I was just making chit-chat, but now that you mention it, the house is pretty awesome for one person to live in alone. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, I just—”
    Lexie was already laughing, and then laughed again when she sat back down, handing over the amber drink. “I guess it is a little out there. I just never really think about it. Really, I don’t leave very much so I don’t need to think about it.”
    Truth was, the house was huge. There wasn’t a reason on earth for her to have a nearly-three thousand square foot cottage-style house in the middle of town. She’d only bought the thing because her accountant convinced her she could end up saving a ton off her taxes in mortgage deductions and home office deduction and all that sort of tricky tax-code business. Past that, she was still somewhat bewildered that he really didn’t have a clue who she was. So, instead of trying to explain it all, she just grabbed her phone.
    “Cat video?” he asked with a half-smile.
    If only you knew , she thought. If only you knew. “Not quite,” she said with a grin.
    “Wait,” he said as the video began, and Lexie’s entirely overdramatic introductory scroll went past, complete with pyrotechnics and wild effects. “That’s you and that’s,” Lexie watched Blake’s eyes get just about as big as hers must’ve when he walked through the door, “a lot of people. Eight million ? Watched... you?”
    He looked over at her, partially entranced by the numbers rushing at his head and partially enamored at her smile and the dimple in her left cheek. “So that’s why you were so confused that I didn’t know who you were. I mean, I’m not that into... potholders? Holy shit, did you just throw that whole wad of yarn in the air?”
    He honked a laugh, and a second later she joined him. “That’s what I do,” she said with a shrug.
    “My favorite part of infomercials is always when they show a person using a different product really badly. Like, have you seen the Magic Wallet thing? On the commercial, they show someone managing to spill all his credit cards when he tries to cram his wallet in his pocket and then—”
    “There’s that woman who tries to open her