“But wait. How do you know about those movies? You’d have been a baby even when the remake was made and the original is even older than me, and pretty obscure.”
I shrugged. “Movies are kind of a thing for me, I guess.”
“Really?” Her eyes lit up. “So which is your preference?”
I schooled my features into a neutral expression. “Guess.”
“I’m hoping you’re going to say the original, because cute as Balthazar Getty is in the remake, it’s not a thing, compared to the 1960’s version.”
“Well, it would be impossible for me to say I prefer the reboot now, but in all honesty, I can’t go past the first one either.”
“Correct answer. So now give me your critical appraisal of it.”
“Really? In the middle of a loud and crowded bar, that’s what you want to talk about?”
“Yeah, why not?”
Because all I can really think about right now is how I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.