Liz liked the book store. She also liked the cafe. It was nice they both existed together and it was something she wished they had back in Roswell - assuming she ever got back there again. She had picked out two new science books, splurging because felt like maybe she deserved it.
She walked by the boy and happened to glance down at his work. Liz knew it probably said something about her that she got excited and smiled and couldn't help saying, "Oh, hey, Nucleic Acids. Those are really neat."