And it almost would have been normal if Abby hadn't been expecting a little comment about her hair, because he always makes one (either positive or negative). She pauses with her fork halfway to her mouth. And then she says, "Hi," and puts it in.

Now she's really looking at him. The nervy fidgeting, the way he scoops his hair back but then lets it curtain dramatically across his face again.

She says, casually, "You good?"