“I am,” I say in surprise as I turn more toward her. Brian must have approved the wine because the server starts filling up the wineglasses. “Does it seem like I would be the mediating type?”
“You’re very calm. You have this air about you that makes me think that you like to keep the peace.”
“I do,” I answer. “Don’t care much for drama.”
“Pffft,” Lia says next to me.
I glance over my shoulder. “Care to weigh in?”
“Uh, senior year, the second semester during the Scrabble championships, you were living for the drama. You were part of the drama. Flirting with two girls from the same team, creating an uproar when they found out . . . in the middle of the game.”
“That’s not drama, Lia. That’s called strategic Scrabble play.” I tap the side of my temple. “Mental fortitude is a key component to winning championships, and if you can mess with your opponent in any way to throw off that mental fortitude, then you have to. So yeah, I took one for the team and flirted with two women.” I turn to Birdy and add, “I don’t ever do that in real life, just need to put that out there.”
She smiles softly. “Doesn’t seem like you would be that kind of guy.”
“Hey, Lia, why don’t we go stand out on the balcony while the food takes some time to cook, give these two some alone time to chat?” Brian says with a nauseating wink.
“Oh, sure, yeah,” Lia says while she lifts from her chair and joins Brian. I can tell from the stiffness in her response and the hesitation in her step, the last thing she wants to do is give Birdy and me space. No, she wants to be a voyeur, watching and listening to every second of this interaction.
If the roles were reversed, I would be the same way.
“They’re so cute together,” Birdy says.
“Yeah, they are,” I reply, even though it feels like a lie coming out of my mouth.
“So you met Lia in college?” Birdy asks.
“Yeah, we were part of a secret Scrabble group, and she was very impressive with her spelling skills. After her first night, we sort of bonded over all things that interested us, and we’ve been best friends since.”
“That’s so cool. What were some of the things you bonded over?”
“Uhh.” I look off to the side and then lean a little closer. “If I tell you, it might deter you from wanting to stick around on this date because Lia and I don’t usually like mainstream popular things.”
“Try me.” She brings her wine up to her pink-painted lips. “I might surprise you.”
“Okay.” I rub my hands together and turn toward her. “I have a deep obsession for Lord of the Rings. I read the books when I was younger, became quickly obsessed, and haven’t looked back since. I’ve dressed up as Gandalf for Halloween far too many times for me to count. I enjoy building model airplanes and flying them. I find it incredibly soothing. I’m an avid board gamer. I will try any game at least once. I prefer the ones where I go on a quest. Sports don’t really interest me. I’ll watch them, but I’m not a diehard fan. I’ve been known to enjoy a comic book from time to time, but nothing mainstream like Marvel or DC. There’s this one line of comic books about Sherlock Holmes that I really enjoy reading. I’m tempting the line of becoming a Disney adult. I’m an annual ticket holder, will attend the Halloween party every year, and have a sick obsession with The Nightmare Before Christmas as well as Mulan. The montage where she ‘becomes a man’ gives me chills every time. And my favorite movie is The Thin Man. There’s a whole series of them, and in the late fall, there’s an old movie theater downtown that will put on a marathon of them. Lia and I go every year.”
Birdy sips her wine and pauses for a moment. After a few seconds, she finally says, “A hot nerd, I think I can get on board with that.”
I let out a chuckle and lift my glass to hers, where we clink them and sip.
“What do you think, man?” Brian asks. “She’s great, isn’t she?”
Birdy excused herself to the bathroom after her plate of salad was taken away by the server. I shamelessly watched her walk away with a pretty hefty sway to her hips that I appreciated.
“Yeah, she’s pretty awesome,” I say as I pat my mouth with my cloth napkin and then set it on the table. “Seems like we have some differences when it comes to interests, but she did say she enjoys hiking, which is a plus.”
Lia has been quiet for a while. Well, most of the dinner, actually. Brian has been talking to her about work while Birdy and I have been conversing.