Megan sat back on the couch and continued to blow on the cup. "Thanks!" she replied happily. Taking a tiny sip, there was almost enough sugar but the cream was perfect. Not one to be shy, she set her cup on the table for a moment and trotted into the kitchen to get another couple of sugar cubes. She plopped them in her coffee and sat down again.
"I usually like to wing it," Megan said with a bemused shrug. "Hey, do you think I could get a job where you are when I get out of school?" She really had no idea what she wanted to do after school. Maybe law could be fun!
"Awww…that's too bad. There has to be at least one or two cute ones around," Megan mused. Misunderstanding what Jess was saying, she shrugged. "So girls are picky. Nothing wrong with that." Megan…wasn't too picky, herself. One might describe her as "boy crazy".