Xaviers!

"Yer an active person. A go getter. A team leader even.

I'm a passive. Nothing wrong with either, but only another lazy ass person like myself would get the appeal I think."

"Well...yes, that makes sense, I suppose. I am sorry for asking about it, then."

"Never stop asking questions." Emilie replied, seemingly relaxed, and not at all offended. She was actually smiling, perhaps even acting a bit oblivious to the concept that Carlos may have been feeling her out.

" And no apologies needed. You'll just have to be extra super amazing guy to counterbalance my lack thereof so the universe can remain in check. " She laughed.

"Look, I'm not sure why you keep complimenting me here," Carlos said, more confused than ever. "Are you coming on to me?"

"Uuhhh no." She was still smiling, though more out of awkwardness. " I am being nice. Trust me when I say if I was hitting on you, you wouldn't have to ask , you would know."

"...Alright then," Carlos said, still very confused.

" Do you talk to girls often Carlos?" Emilie asked.

"Yes, I do."

"Do most of them flirt with you?" The question did not sound accusatory, more curious.

"Normally only when I flirt with them, first."

"So is that why I am confusing you? Are you trying to flirt with me?" Still, no judgment to her voice, just an honest question.

"Um, no. No, I'm not."

Emilie continued to smile but held in her amusement as she thought it might hurt the very confused kid's feelings.

"Has a girl never complimented you without expecting a compliment or something else back before? "

"You know, I think I'm just going to go," Carlos said, picking up his tray.

"I'm sorry." Emilie frowned. " I am not trying to hurt your feelings. Please don't leave."