The shark tunnel

“Come on,” Tom said, leading Lauren to the shark tunnel. “This is by far the coolest part to any aquarium.”

Lauren followed Tom into the tunnel and almost shrieked as a shark zoomed right at her, but swam up over head. “Wow,” Lauren said. “You’re right. This is cool.”

“I loved sharks as a kid,” Tom said. “I’d never want to meet one, but from a distance they’re really cool. You ever see Jaws?”

“Not really,” Lauren said. “I mean, I know what it’s about, but I generally don’t like movies about any kind of sea creature whether it’s a shark or a clown fish.”

“You don’t like Finding Nemo?” Tom gasped.

“Sorry,” Lauren said. “Well, I do like the girl in the dentist office.”

“You like... Darla?” Tom said. “Huh. I think you’re the first and only person who has ever said that.”

Lauren shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, maybe the aquarium isn’t that bad,” Lauren said. “But, still not my favorite place to be.”

“That’s too bad,” Tom said. “Because I really like the aquarium. Especially when it allows me to meet a hot girl like you.”

Lauren blushed and said. “Please, you’d be lucky to have me, hot shot.”

Tom grinned. “Good thing I’m a lucky guy.”

“So now what?” Lauren said. “Is this really the only thing good about the aquarium? Or... maybe we could sneak out of here.”

Lauren bit her lip. “You mean that?” Tom said.

“Sure, why not. If you end up being a serial killer, at least you’re hot,” Lauren said.

“Alright, let’s go then,” Tom said, walking with Lauren towards the exit.