3 November 1988

When Meg leaves her apartment building on Thursday morning, she finds Roe-bear waiting on the sidewalk.

"Hi," he says.

"Hi," she answers. "Are you waiting for Olivia?"

Olivia hadn't mentioned anything about reuniting with Roe-bear, but Meg knows Olivia well enough to know that that doesn't mean it hasn't happened.

"No, I was actually waiting for you."

"For me?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I wanted to say thank you for the other night. It was a pretty rough time and you were really nice about everything."

"Oh, well, you're welcome," Meg says. "I'm happy I could help. And you're okay?"

"Yes, I'm good," he says. "Really good."

"Great. Well, I'm glad you're okay. Take care."

And, thinking the conversation is over, Meg heads towards campus. Roe-bear follows her.

"So, look I was thinking," he says, "about that, and you, and me. And I really feel like you and I connected on some kind of whole other plane, you know what I mean?"

Meg, who actually frequently visits a whole other plane, has no idea what he means.

"Oh?" she asks, in a way that she hopes in non-committal.

"So I was also thinking," Roe-bear continues, "that that kind of connection shouldn't be ignored and we should go out some time, right?"

Meg stops walking. "Oh."

Oh.

"Um, Roe--Robert, that's really . . ." unexpected . . . "um, thank you for the offer, it's very nice of you to ask, but I have a boyfriend. I'm sorry."

"Oh, okay. It's cool," he says.

"Okay," Meg says. "Well, I need to go, but maybe I'll see you around or something."

"Yeah, around," Roe-bear says. "Or something."

"Bye."

Meg sets off again, and this time Roe-bear does not follow her.

Can Olivia pick them or what?