Selby gave Alex a light slap on the arm at his flirtatious remark. "You know how we sorority girls are," she joked. "We always go for the wallets first."
The stroller rattled past them. Selby felt a fleeting wistful regret that her infancy had not been so apple-pie domestic; but at the same time, doubted she herself would spiral into a frumpy mall mom for the sake of her children. She had to agree with Alex's assessment of the custom.
"Totally dull. I need some caffeine to wake up now. Have coffee with me."