Jake closes off and goes back to work

"I was just ... I wondered if ..." he struggled to get words out. "You know, I was just wondering if there was any update on the Miller account. We're still waiting for invoices from them."

Abbie looked at some papers on her desk. "I don't have their stuff yet. But I'll give them a call later and look into it." She smiled at him. Was she waiting for him to ask something else? Something more?

After a breath, Jake mumbled, "Okay, thanks," and he turned around and left.

Jake slumped back to his desk. He sat with a plop.

Erica watched him return, and said, "Dude, what is going on with you?" She fake-pouted at him, and continued, "aw, did you go ask Abbie out on a date and get turned down?"

"No." Jake snapped. "Besides, she wouldn't turn me down."

"Sure," said Erica. "You're totally her type."

Jake pondered this. Was he not her type? What even was her type? Why didn't he ask her out? He was completely unable to finish any more work that day, and wound up leaving a little early.