“Our planet looks pretty from all the way out here,” you say.

“I reckon,” says Cal.

“Speaking of pretty,” you say, “There will probably be a lot of pretty gals going to the dance tomorrow night.”

“I reckon,” says Cal again.

“I wonder,” you say nervously, “If you’re interested in any gal in particular?”

Cal looks you in the eye. “Are you talking about me and Lucy? Because I know there are some stories going around…” Cal and Lucy! You can’t believe this is really happening! You turn and dash out of there before Cal sees you cry, and run back towards the girl’s cabin.