Yes, But sometimes expectations are greater than reality

The little dots to show she is typing show up a few seconds before her response.

"Hey Mark! I didn't know you were still in the area. I would love to get lunch do you want to meet at the Walnut Cafe in 30 minutes?" You smile as the letters appear on your screen. Perfect. You quickly respond that you will see her there and you hop in your Tesla and take off. Getting to the cafe first you sit down and check on your phone. Veronica has sent you a few emails regarding work (and a few pictures of her tits) but it is nothing too important.

"Hey Mark, I almost didn't recognize you." A sweet voice says causing you to lift your head and look at the speaker. Standing before you is Lexi Smith, although she isn't quite how you remember her. Her dirty blonde hair is cut fairly short and pulled back into a tight ponytail. Her blue eyes and cute smile still shine, even though she is not wearing makeup. She is wearing a grey pantsuit that is fairly baggy on her and a white blouse under her jacket along with sensible black flats.

"Lexi! Yeah I could say the same you look... different" You say plastering a smile onto your face.

"Actually I go by Alexa now." She says as she sits down. "Lexi was not a nice person, so I am trying to be someone new. But please tell me about you? I hear you are the vice-president of a big time company."

The two of you pass the time with chit-chat as you order food. It turns out she went to college and had a change of heart, ditching her hot cheerleader persona and reinventing herself as a hardworking bright young woman. She graduated and went to Law school where she is currently. She was actually interning at one of the biggest law firms in the city. It was all pretty impressive and she seemed to be happy with how her life had gone. You however were not. You had expected this white hot spoiled princess and instead got a strong-headed career woman. You hid your disappointment well as you finished up lunch and even offered to pay the whole bill. Alexa obviously refused to let you do that and you split the bill going your separate ways. Being totally disappointed you walked towards your car when you felt something in your back pocket. Reaching back you felt the Stereotype Gun. You weren't sure what you were going to do when you came to lunch initially, but now you knew exactly what needed to happen.

You rushed around the corner to see Alexa walking to her car, a beat up looking Honda Civic. You yell her name to get her attention and as she turns around to face you, you raise the gun in front of you pointed at her. You see surprise in her eyes as you pull the trigger and there is a bright flash in front of your eyes.