A Simple Word

She strolled toward me confidently and asked, "You don't know, do you?" I said, "No, I don't." I could easily see a cascade of emotion begin to well up in her chest. I had offended her. I stirred my drink and tried to mind my own business. Something told me she wouldn't leave until she had proven something to me. As it turns out, she was famous and need me to know the fact, well and good. I held back my laughter, "And that's supposed to mean what to me? You couldn't possibly think you have a chance with me." I expertly brushed my long hair aside, and waited. Not two seconds later, a tap on my shoulder and we were playing like kids in the schoolyard... I loved yanking her hair.