If she was grabbing it for Gunther, it was a big deal. She didn't have to hope. She knew. Maybe one day she'd be able to tell Julian that.
She smiled, glad she'd made him laugh. "Well this building is kind of a bitch to climb," she said. "You might as well offer some kind of incentive. Just saying."
She took one of the pencils he'd been using to draw and flipped to a blank page of the sketchbook. She didn't have a cell phone, but she wasn't unreachable. Mel wrote down her name, and her room number at the Phoenix. Then she wrote down the days and times she audited classes at the college.
"No phone yet," she said, handing the pad back over. "But I've always got time for people who make me blush. Repeatedly."