"Good," I answered. "A little tired, just finished a 30 mile bike ride. How are you?"
"Pretty good," she replied. "Listen, what are you doing tonight?"
"Not much, why?"
"Well, Monica's in London. The only flight she can get, ironically, is a direct flight to Boston, which arrives at 9:00 p.m."
"NO WAY!!!!" I exclaimed.
So, looks like if all goes well, I'll be snuggling with my beautiful girlfriend tonight. Of course, I'm trying not to get overly excited, as I'm sure there's bound to be some type of delay. But I can't believe it!!!!! I was expecting her to tell me she couldn't come here after all...!!!!!