Robert

Ow!

Zoe gasped. In her mind, she had prepared for an awkward, gradual reconciliation with Robert, not this.

Zoe

Hi Robert. Sorry.

Robert

That's okay.

Robert had dropped his books on the floor. He blushed brightly as he picked them up. Zoe stood, keeping her distance.

Zoe

Really?

Robert

Huh?

Zoe

I mean ... you're really okay? You're not mad? Because I really am sorry. I shouldn't have said what I said.

Robert

Um ... what did you say?

Zoe turned away. She didn't want to repeat it.

Zoe

You know, last night at your house. Anyway, if you're really not mad at me—oh, Robert, you don't know how happy I am that you're not mad at me. I really need to talk to you!

She hugged him, lightly at first. When he didn't hug her back, she squeezed him harder and then pushed him away playfully.

Robert

Okay....

Zoe

I'm sorry if that was weird to do. It's just, you have no idea what happened to me last night after I left....

Robert

Listen—I don't really know how to say this, but I'm not exactly sure what you're talking about.