“Hey. Just waiting for Mei.” I throw my thumb over my shoulder toward the back entrance. “Jerry told me it was okay.”

She clicks the lid on and off the dry erase marker she’s holding and turns toward me, her eyes sweeping my face before doing a quick full-body scan.  “Definitely okay,” she says in perfect English.  “Please tell me you’re her adopted brother.”

I laugh and jiggle the motorcycle key in my hand. “Uh…that would be…bad. And illegal.”

She smiles, her eyes locked on my face. “So driver?”

“Boyfriend.” I nod. “Definitely boyfriend.” Seems like I should be way more than that by now, though.

“Ah, the infamous Marcus we’ve all heard so much about.” The girl tilts her head. “If you’re ever not her boyfriend, let me know.”

“Oh. Yeah… ummm…looks like there won’t be an opening anytime soon. Hopefully never. She’s kinda my favorite thing.”

“How did she land that spot?”

“By being Mei.”