What's it like being a vegetarian?

What did he know about Wendy? She was bad in Algebra, had red hair, a cute figure, and she was vegetarian. He didn't want to talk about Algebra, didn't think she'd want to discuss her figure, but guessed she would have strong feelings on vegetarianism.

"How long have you been vegetarian?"

Bingo. That set her off on an involved conversation bringing up her reading of The Jungle by Upton Sinclair, her father's objections, and her sister's condemnation.

Matt was intrigued by the idea of a sister but managed not to ask if Wendy had a photo.

He asked more questions about her family and then segued into her sports activities (she liked tennis and videogames). He was able to contribute his own experiences while being careful not to dominate the conversation.

Before he knew it, they'd finished their sandwich (which was only moderately terrible although Matt certainly would have preferred the roast beef) and their Cokes. Which is when Wendy's phone chimed.

"Oh." She looked at the screen. "My mother is reminding me that it's a school night."

"I guess I should let you get back home," Matt said. "You sure you have time to drop me off?"

"Don't be silly. Of course I can. But we probably should be getting on. Uh, I've had a good time, Matt."

"Me too."