Carrier Pigeon?

My roommate Stacie is dating her ex-boyfriend again. It's not that uncommon around here. But we all love him and they're happy and it's great and everyone's fine. But this guy she's dating, Seth, has an old roommate, Travis. I went downstairs into the kitchen about a week ago to find Seth and Stacie conspiring in whispers, and looking pleased when they saw me descending the steps. Would I like to be set up with someone? Um....I guess...sure. Great! You and Travis will have so much fun.

I have a lot of fun interacting with Seth and Stacie. We all have the same kind of humor: dry, witty, clever, and yes, very sarcastic. After talking a little bit I realized why Seth and Stacie were so pleased for this set up--Travis doesn't understand sarcasm. Oh dear. S&S kept saying how Travis did not deserve me and how excited they are for us and how they're going to love watching us interact (we're gonna double).

So last night Seth called Travis and asked Travis if he was ready to feel extremely awkward, then handed me the phone. I accepted the phone while glaring Seth down. Hello? Hi. (Travis sounds like my home teacher Jaron.) Travis says "Seth said you wanted carrier pigeons, sorry I couldn't do that..." Yeah, Seth asked me how I wanted Travis to ask me out, and I responded carrier pigeons. Thanks Seth. "oh yeah that's fine, smoke signals will work great." "what will work?" "um...smoke signals...don't worry about it". Poor Travis. I'll have to tone myself down a bit for him on Friday, I think. So we had an awkward conversation, our momentarily dislike towards Seth being the only uniting factor. S&S like to repeat that Travis is very philosophical. Stacie suggests I jump right in asking him about evolution and the gospel. I anticipate having a lot of fun with this....