Abby came and sat with a coffee cup at the table where Annie was.
*Thud*
The coffee cup landed vigorously on the table.
Annie's heart experienced mild thunder and glimpsed Abby crossing her arms across her chest and leaning back on the chair.
Observing her shallow breath, Annie queried, "What happened?"
"I must find a boyfriend soon!" Darting her eyeball to her sight line, Abby asserted.
"What about the man we meet at the food festival?"
Steven's dictation 'He's a Playboy, Abby.' Crossed her thoughts. "No! I want a real boyfriend. This time I'm serious." She was filled with aplomb.
Annie gave an understandable nod.
Tranquility circulated the table.
Suddenly, Annie tapped the table. "I have an idea!" Her eyes beamed with possibility.
Abby flashed trust. She sat straight before asking, "What was it?"
"There is an app named dating app. We can find many boyfriends there." Annie voiced proudly.
"Really?" Abby expressed curiosity.
"Yes!"