"What a coincidence!" Michael says loudly, entering the cafe with a bright grin on his face. The sunlight filtering through the large windows and landing on his golden locks of hair. He of course wasn't going to admit he had planned this out over 9 times in the mirror, and in his head. And he obviously wasn't going to tell you that he wasn't upset about you rejecting him days ago; because that would be a lie.

"C'mon, don't look so upset" he pouts dramatically and leans against your table.