Before Jonathan had arrived, Sarah had brushed her hair four times and resprayed it again and again. She dabbed on a dab more perfume. Then she went and sat down on the couch to wait.

She got up and poured herself a quarter-glass of ginger ale then poured another full glass and drank that.

She sat back down but hopped up within a minute to go brush her teeth. Ginger ale left such a nyeh taste in her mouth. It's from the suger, she thought to herself. Then: How am I going to ask him this?

She was just putting on lipstick when she'd heard the knock on the door.