Billie see you almost every weeks, to not say every days as she work in the little convenience store close to where you live. She often smiles at you when you come to buy your noodles or your pack of beer , but you've never talked this much.

It's 2am and you're buying some snacks as you crave middle of the night food. She smirk when she see you, as she's in her night shift "You're really buying shrimp chips at 2 a.m.?" She ask, a light grin on her face