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"--oh, that's embarrassing, I'm sorry. I could have sworn I've never seen you before."

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Jane, panicking that she totally didn't think through the implications of raising her BOD 17 points in a few hours, opens her mouth to argue that she really is Jane, Esther's classmate, only to realize after an awkward pause that Esther already believes her. So instead, she says, "Esther, right?"

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"Yes."

Esther begins to fidget. Because of who Esther is as a person, this means she stands en pointe and spins around slowly. 

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Possible unexpected side-benefit of suddenly becoming much hotter: maybe the pretty girl who was previously too cool to hang out with me will want to be my friend?

"Are you a dancer?"

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"Used to be a professional at the NYC Ballet but then I got a career-ending knee injury."

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"Wow. I mean I'm sorry. I mean the knee injury sucks, but also it's impressive you got that far?"

Also, are you going to dance your way through the lunch line now? Jane wonders as the line starts moving again.

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Esther is absolutely going to dance her way through the lunch line. 

"Well, I really loved dancing. --What about you? What do you do for fun?"

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Quest Available: Lesbian Until Graduation

You're straight... at least so far. But sexuality is fluid and college is a time for experimentation. And Esther is really pretty.

Success: +10,000 XP, +1 LST, The Nectar skill
Failure: ???
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"For fun I like to... uh... sit in my dorm room, listening to Adele, feeling sad about Ryan dumping me."

Keeping this conversation going without looking like an idiot (or even while looking like an idiot) is taking too much attention for her to think about how she feels about the quest that just popped up. She really should have raised her SED.

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"That doesn't sound very fun but I suppose it takes all types."

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"Right..." Jane says, shrinking with embarrassment. She begins assembling a burger, glad for something to do while she tries to think of what to say next "So what do you like to do for fun? Besides dancing your way through the dinner line?"

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"Oh, you know. Wild parties, Burning Man, spinning poi, writing poetry, proving theorems, my homework. The usual."

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"Oh. Wow. That's amazing. What year are you?"

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"Freshman. You?"

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"Same. Was last summer your first Burning Man?"

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"No, I'm 26. Ballerina, remember?"

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"Sorry. I don't know anything about ballet, I didn't know if it was like acting where you can have a career from when you're five. You, uh, probably know a lot of stuff about a lot of things I know nothing about. Like, what's burning man like?"

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"Entirely too many people walking on their hands. I did not feel special at all."

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This makes Jane crack up, almost dropping her meal card as she goes to swipe for her dinner. "Is that why you came here? So that you could be the most amazing person on campus?" Oh my god I did not just say that.

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"You're cute."

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"Thanks. Uh, where do you usually sit?" she asks, surveying the half-empty cafeteria.

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"There," Esther says, gesturing to a table with twenty people already sitting at it. A few of them wave at Esther. 

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"Got any room for me?"

Part of Jane is relieved. She isn't quite sure what she feels about Esther—aside from the possibility suggested by the Erogame, there's also "envious" and "intimidated" as possibilities. But if one of Esther's friends is a cute, single guy, maybe she can avoid needing to figure that out.

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"Sure!" she says. 

And there's a conversation about classes, math, the merits of assorted modernist poets, and what happened at parties that Jane is insufficiently cool to be invited to.

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Listening to Esther's friends talk is enough to convince her that no, Esther wasn't kidding when she talked about how she spends her free time. As the cafeteria's population dwindles, Jane wonders how long the little salon will go on—she doesn't want to be lame by being the first one to leave, or even the first one to suggest she really should get working on homework soon.

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