You need the practice, besides, she's cute

Okay, chubby girls are not exactly the very top of your list but the high school school-girl uniform, the long dark hair, and the shy smile all appeal.

As you check her out, you wonder if, possibly, another button on her blouse has come undone.

{if Lupe > 1}"Thanks for your help today, Lupe," you say.

"Just doing my job, Mike." Her voice squeaks a little as she talks. Is she really as nervous about this as you are?

{else} "Thanks for your help today.

"Oh. Just... just doing my job."

"I'm Mike, by the way."

"Lupe."

{endif}

You chat with her about the mysterious room for a couple of minutes, then you have a brainstorm.

"You know, I applied for a job in the library system. Can I, maybe, buy you a cup of coffee and pick your brain a little."

"Uh, okay. But I already had my break today."

"We'll do it another day. How about you give me your phone number so I can call and make sure I get here at the right time."

"Sure. That sounds great."

Fuck, you're getting a girl's phone number. You are pretty sure you're not Joe Cool yet, but you're moving in the right direction.

You punch her number into your phone, give her another smile, then head out.