Cami was getting a little sick of recounting her day, but she sighed then told him everything."So you reckon this luscious Kenzie person works at the travel agency you want to work for?" Cami hadn't considered the possibility, but Mario's keen observation made her aware of the likelihood.
"I guess it's a probability, but maybe he was visiting, or also in for an interview.""Well then I hope you get the damn job now that there's something worthwhile in it.""Worthwhile?""Yes, at least there's an outside chance that you might actually get laid. I think it would make you an altogether nicer person to know," Mario trumped, looking wicked."Whose the b***h now!" But it was Mario's turn to smirk."Lord, Cami, you don't even know how to have fun. It would be a godsend if some lush would come along and loosen you up a little.""Jeez, I hardly spoke to him, and besides he seemed like a really stuck-up sort, he might be married for all I know.""So you've thought about it. Ah... I hear the bells of fate pealing, loudly." Cami flicked her dishcloth at him, connecting with a satisfying whack.
Somehow, she managed to get dinner on the table. Mario popped a decent bottle of cabernet to accompany their tuna, and they sat, shadows large against the white washed walls in the darkened room. Cami couldn't help sneaking a couple of thoughts about her day.God, I'm such a stupid girl! The thought drifted, then stuck.
Even later, when she was washing up, she hated herself for her unchecked, distracted musings.