"His name was Milo Scaggins," Carrie said.
"Let me guess, he had hairy feet and was about three feet six." Luke couldn't stop laughing long enough to finish his drink.
"Yes, it's all very funny. He was actually very nice."
"Sounds like you went on a date to the library," Margot said.
Carrie fired a glance at Margot then grinned as she looked back at Luke. "He was also very attractive, doable as the Gammas would say."
Darkness fell over Luke's face as he sobered. "Well alright then. I'm happy that you found someone."
"I didn't say we were going to keep dating, I was just making an observation."
"I don't know," Margot said. "Sounds like you're pretty into him. What does he like to do?"
"Well," Carrie said, "he …"
"I know, I know," Luke cut it. "He plays dungeons and dragons and watches anime."
Carrie smiled. "No honey, you are the only one that nerdy, he works out and does competitive salsa dancing."
"Scaggins doesn't really sound like a Latin name." Margot sounded distracted but she was watching Luke.
Luke cross his arms, slouched into his chair and shrugged, "Whatever floats your boat."
"It sounds to me like you are still jealous," Carrie said.
"He is Carrie."
"I am not!"
"You want to have your cake and eat it too, don't you?"
"The question is what can we do about it." Margot grinned like the Cheshire cat.
Carrie raised her eyebrow. "We?"