The Super Bowl was only about almost... Two hours away.
Milah and her father had rushed over to Safeway, to pick up the right things for nachos, and a cheese n' cracker platter.
Milah had started wondering whether the tattooed cashier/bagger worked there on Sundays... Hopefully he came in, for extra help, since it was so busy.
And then, just like that; they nearly ran into him.
At first his blue eyes skimmed her fathers, and then landed to hers, and nearly locked there, for a spilt second.
He apologized right away, and rushed away, embarrassed.
He seemed so nice....
Milah wished she could just see his freaking name- tag, already.