"So how was your day?"
"Work is work," She said.
"Yeah, I feel that way often."
"Glad the week is over," she said.
"They're all long, aren't they?"
"That's why I was looking forward to tonight. A free Friday night. A chance to put the week behind me. Have a few glasses of wine."
"And then your Prince Charming shows up," he said, with a wink. "Aren't you lucky."
"Your my Prince Charming?"
"Okay," she said. "I'll go along with that. And what would that make me?"
"So I'm going to turn into an ogre at some point?"
"The pretty Fiona."
"You're skating on thin ice," she said, then punctuated it with a frown, "Prince Charming."
He sat down on the stool. "Love your hair."
She reacted not to his words, but to the sincerity in his eyes.
"I always liked a a hint of red."
"Just put it in yesterday."