Thomas smiled as he sat across from her, avoiding the milkshake,
"Okay, Ava... Tell you what" Thomas pulled out a pen and wrote his number on Ava's arm,
"Text me later and, with any luck, you might change your mind, so I would like to be your date to the party... Whaddya say? Come on, I'll make sure you have fun... Or we could do something else, like a movie?" Thomas smiled and ran his hand down her arm softly as he returned his hand to his pocket,
"Errrm, Fox... You spilled your milkshake there, buddy... I need to talk to you, ay?" Thomas winked at him and shifted his gaze to the girl who had cleaned the milkshake,
"Thank you for cleaning the table, I would have ruined my shirt otherwise"