"I am," I said. "I have an extra ticket to the Rangers-Twins tonight and I thought you might want to go. Dinner at the Smokehouse, the game, you know, have some fun in a social way."

"If we're being social then call me Melanie," she said. "This isn't your way to ask me out on a date, is it? Your reputation precedes you, and I'm not interested in being another notch on your bedpost."

I put my hand over my heart. "Sorry, I'm taken. I met my match, but she's visiting her relatives in Wisconsin. This is strictly because I, and we, would enjoy your company. Rosalie is bringing her...