Ophelia went for the coffee

{if nofriends=true}"Not sure you know what you're doing, boy." {else}"That was a smooth move, boy."{endif}

"The name's Matt."

"Yeah."

{if nofriends=true}"Yeah, I think I blew it but I didn't know what to do."

"If you're going to parade your girlfriends in front of each other, you'd better start thinking ahead."

"Can't disagree with that."

{else}"What smooth move?"

"I saw you thinking. You don't want these girls to get hurt so you try to make them friends, right?"

"Well, I guess."

"I'm betting it won't work. Girls don't like sharing any more than guys do. Divide and conquer is the way guys make it work. Keep your girlfriends separate from each other and secret from each other. Unless you're some Biblical king like David or Solomon."

{endif}

"I'm going to try to do the right thing. And by the way, I do have enough to buy you that coffee."

She stared at him for maybe twenty seconds, long enough to make him uncomfortable. Then she laughed. "What the hell. Might as well shock a few more of those smug assholes."

She followed him off the bus, locked the door behind her, then draped her arm around him as she led him to the cafeteria.

As he'd suspected, the mythical 'free breakfast' was nowhere in sight. There was, however, a 'coffee by Starbucks' station. Which made sense. Spoiled California kids wouldn't accept a no-name brand.