Back At Monica's Apartment

Monica stood at the door to her apartment building, "Well, we're here." Monica said.

"We are." Hubert stood there, just a tad awkwardly.

"Did you, uh, want to come in for some tea or coffee or something?" Monica was hoping he'd say yes, she really didn't want the date to end.

"I'd love to, Monica, but I think it's better if I head home. We do have work tomorrow. Plus, I wouldn't want you to think I'm just coming in here for one thing in particular, especially on a first date." He laughed, and Monica blushed.

"Alright. Thanks for a nice night, Hubert. You know, with or without the stutter, you're a great a guy. I think it is crazy you suppressed it all of tonight to impress me. I really appreciate it."

Hubert rubbed his arm where his confidence bracelet was that the brand adjuster gave him, "Like I said, you make me stronger." He tried to smile, "I'll see you tomorrow at work. Goodnight Monica."

"Goodnight Hubert." Monica blushed.

She closed the door, and waited until she could no longer hear his footsteps before letting out a deep sigh.