It was quiet in the diner, except for the humming of the kitchen machines and the quiet conversation of the staff. Mikey and Elsa still sat quietly.
Elsa pulled a ten dollar bill from her pocket, and laid it next to her empty plate. She stood up and smiled at the boy sitting next to her.
“It was nice to meet you, Mikey.” The smile never left.
She turned to walk out the door. It only took a few seconds before he got up and followed her.
“Hey, hey, wait-“ he had already started saying, pushing the door open.
Elsa was standing in the parking lot, her fuzzy hat already on her head, hands in her sweatshirt pockets. She turned around and noticed the boy who was awkwardly stumbling after her. She raised her eyebrows, still smiling. “Yeah?”
He looked around. His old Subaru was the only car in the lot.
Elsa noticed and laughed. “Yeah, I don’t have a car. I’m probably gonna catch the subway.”
“Oh, do you need a ride?” Mikey might have been raised in Jersey, but he was raised to be a gentleman, of course.
She turned to completely face him. Her face wasn’t smiling anymore- it was now absolutely serious. “If I say yes, do you have to take me home right away?” I don’t want to go back right now.
“No. Uh… if you want, we can just drive around a little bit.”
They got into Mikey’s car and proceeded to drive around New York.