She meets a man at In-N-Out.
He sits down, and she quickly tunes out.

Moves phone from the once vacant seat.

Don't worry, he said
I won't take your things.
Oh  — I was just moving it...
from your seat.

Averts eyes. Looks at feet

It's my first time here — I drove from Ohio.

Closes open apps.

Wait — you drove to LA to try In-N-Out?
Well, no, I'm headed to Vegas, but I
was curious what all the fuss was about.
It's 4 hours from here, and I have time to ****."

Opens Instagram.

You mean to Las Vegas, not Ohio, right?
Oh no — yea, Ohio is a 24-hour drive.

Tapping feet. Two people in line.

God, it's crazy here! (said w/incredulous chime)

Busy? Hah — try dinnertime.

Tags @innoutburger on marquee.

They told me I'm number 26 in line.

Misses his smile at the receipt.

I'm number 18.

Looks at feet.

But I just heard them say 23.
They'll call me.

Checks the time.

NUMBER 18!
I gotta run — that's me.

Well it was nice...

Leaves

meeting you.