Jorge: They’re pictures from our ski trip last weekend.
Maya: Is there any reason you’re staring at the ones with Jessica in them? I think you’ve got a crush on her.
Jorge: I’m not 10 years old. I don’t get crushes.
Maya: Then, I think you’re falling head over heels for her.
Jorge: Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve only just met her.
Maya: I knew it was love at first sight when I introduced you at Yannick’s party. I could see the sparks fly. I couldn’t miss her blush or your silly grin. There was certainly a lot of chemistry between the two of you, that’s for sure.
Jorge: I hardly talked to her at the party.
Maya: Yes, but I could see her stealing glances at you all night.
Jorge: That must have been a figment of your imagination.
Maya: Oh, really?
Jorge: Okay, I won’t deny that I’m attracted to Jessica, but I can’t speak for her.
Maya: Yes, but I can.
Jorge: What?
Maya: She asked me about you.
Jorge: When?
Maya: Yesterday, at lunch.
Jorge: What did she say? What did you say?
Maya: That’s for me to know and for you to find out!