Nope

You remove the dumbbell from its resting place and it nearly slams into your chest. You push with all your might to lift it, but it doesn't even move. You resist the urge to panic as you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of Tori. But your feeble squirming has already taken care of that. She tries to help you lift it but your combined strength still isn't enough. Suddenly you see 2 muscular arms reaching in and lifting the dumbbell off of you like it was nothing. You sit up and face your savior. To no one's surprise it's Derek.

"Oh my god, thank you so much!" Tori cheers. She gives Derek a big hug.

"Don't mention it. Anything for a friend right?" He smirks.

"Oh, right you're the guy from the coffee shop. Derek, right?"

"I'm happy you remember. Well, I'll let you tend to your boyfriend," Derek says feigning ignorance.

"Oh, Adam isn't my boyfriend. We are just friends."

"I see. In that case maybe I could get your number? I'd like for the next time we meet to be on purpose," Derek says.

Tori looks at you for a moment then back to Derek, "Yeah totally."

They exchange numbers and part ways. Tori makes sure you're ok and the two of you end up leaving right after.