"Well that went well." CJ grinned as Damian made his way back to the park bench. "Is she your girlfriend now?"
"Shut up." Damian said, flopping down next to him. "She said she had to go somewhere."
"Oh she did, did she?" CJ was totally amused. "Where?"
"I don't know, she didn't say!" Damian exclaimed, exasperated.
"Well do you have a date now?" He asked, running a hand through his hair. "Because if you don't you only have six more days to get one."
Damian groaned. "I'll probably never see her again!" Why didn't you ask her anything about herself? You're such a moron!
"Lemme guess," CJ was laughing now. "You didn't get her number?"
Damian just sat there, stormily. Maybe if I ignore him he will go away.
Unfortunately, CJ remained where he was."Wow, seems like I'm going to be several dollars richer. Yet again!"
"Just shut up, okay?" He sighed. "Its not over yet."
"Oh, okay." CJ smiled, unconvinced.
Damian got up and walked away. Classy move there, Damian. You gave her your number, but you forgot to take the piece of paper with hers! You're an idiot! All you have is a name. One name... no number, no address, no clue! Way to go Sherlock.
CJ was following him. "Hey man, no need to be bitter!" He teased.
"Quiet Blondie!" Damian snapped. "I'm trying to think here!"
CJ's green eyes grew round with wonder. "Stop the presses! Damian's actually...thinking!"
Damian rolled his eyes. It was going to be a long week.
"Do you even know this chick's name?" He asked, flippantly.
His tone of voice irked Damian. "Yes." He answered, tersely.
"Well?" CJ proded.
"Rene." He said it with something akin to reverence, liking the way it rolled off his tongue. She certainly was something, he could tell.
And he definitely meant to find her.