Uncle -:"That guy gave you a free order cause he was staring at you. You should go back in and give him your number ask him out."
Me-:"He was not staring at me. And it wasn't a free order."
Uncle-:"Oh really. What was that he put in your bag?"
Me-:"My order. My order and a menu thingie."
Uncle-:"Okay if you say so. I'd go back in if I was you and ask him to a movie."
Me-:"Feel free to do so. I really don't think I'm his type. Being I'm a girl and all."
This was the conversation as we left the coffee shop this morning on our way back from mom's.