The Logician amongst us piped up, "Are we interested in her? There is no point in a detailed response if we aren't interested in getting closer to her."
Snapped my fingers from my big chair did I, "Databanks, check our status on whether we are interested in this girl."
There was a distant shout from the other side of the cavernous yet busy building, "What's her name?"
Raised an eyebrow and queried, were the actions I took, "Someone Eyeball that girl, give me a positive ID on her."
An instant response I garnered, "It's Stacey Hobbs, 5th Year. Braces, brown hair in waves --"
A Rememberancerer butted in with, "Our boy likes wavy hair. And...", he checked some notes from a passing assistant, "... he also likes her perfume that she's wearing."
Nodding I was, "Useful to know. Anything else?"
The Eyeballer continued with her report, "Anyway. Blue eyes that aaaaaaare-", she conferred with a colleague, then looked back at myself, "Aquamarine. And she has a nice rack."
There were a few surprised looks from researchers who stopped as the colleague whispered in her ear again.
"And a nice ass, apparently", she added with a sigh, "They aren't my words."
Nodded appreciatively I did, "Alrighty then. Rememberancerers! Is that a good enough ID?"
"Sure is!", came the distant reply again, over the tops of hundreds of busy little people. "We're getting a definite physical attraction on Stacey Hobbs, 5th Year. I'd rate it at around 7.31417928 on the Hubblahubbala-Rufruff Monitor, but that's only a rough estimation as it's not the most accurate machine."
Despairing was I, "Damn Dr. Hubblahubbala and Professor Rufruff for their crappy technology. Damn them!" Sighed did I. Asked with , "Do we have anything we can say that's interesting enough to get her to keep talking to us?"
The Head Topical Analyst sifted through several sheets of notes, becoming ever more desperate as assistants handed him more and more, accompanied by shrugs and shakes of the head. Eventually, angered I was.
"Well? Is there anything?!"
He looked at me with panic, "Nothing! Nothing remotely topical and interesting at the same time! We've drawn a complete blank!"
Anxious I became, "Buggeration! What do we do? I need ideas people, literally anything feasible!"
There were many answers, most of which were unhelpful e.g. 'Cough, then run away', 'Burst into tears?' and 'Punch somebody. Anybody!' However, one ThoughtThunderer thoughtfully pointed out, "Why don't we invite her to a party?"
Straight to him I turned, "What party? There are no parties right now. Are there?"
"Databank!" Called out I.
The reply was instantaneous, as always, "None at all. Sorry."
An IdeaShowerer jumped up with the suddenness of a brainwave, "Why don't we have a party, then invite her to it?"
Stood up I did, then jamming a finger into his face I also decided to do, "Lets do that then, that's an excellent idea. Promotion!"
The IdeaShowerer beamed, and seemed to grow several centimetres.
"Verbal Decision Decider!" Was called out by I, "Phrase that decision into an answer, statement and then a preposition, add in some wiggle room, make it polite yet cool and flirtatious, and also get some hand motions to emphasize it."
The Verbal Decision Decider saluted, then called out orders to his staff through the commotion. Very soon it was that he turned back to myself and said, "We have the response phrased, and ready to go!"
"Good", said I. Making sure it was everyone's attention I held, continued I, "Lets try out our hard work!"
*****
I was daydreaming on a school bench in the bright sunlight, not really tuned into the chatter going on around me, when a shadow fell across my face. Looking up and opening my eyes, I recognised Stacey Hobbs from the year above smiling at me. I caught the scent of her perfume in my nostrils, and seeing that she had put waves in her hair, I smiled up at her, pleased to see her. She knew I liked wavy hair.
"Hey Simon", her grin widening, showing her braces, "How's it going?"
"Not much really, just chilling", I said, thinking desperately for something interesting to say. Suddenly I had a brainwave, "Actually, I'm thinking of having a party this weekend. I was wondering if you might want to come?"
Incredibly, her smile widened even more as she replied, "Sure, I'd love to!"
