Just like he practiced, Owen:
- Escorted me to my seat and pulled out my chair for me.
- Served me punch.
Performed Skinnamarink with the rest of his class and pointed at me during all the I Love You parts.
Oh, well. They say that percentage ain't bad, right?
These were dangling from the ceiling all over the room. When I asked Owen which one was me, he gestured back over his shoulder without a glance and said, You're the one over there with the funny looking head.