It feels like you were there, yourself

 It was quite interesting to Nonnie. Maybe even entertaining as she thought about it. She smiled til she laughed and then she clasped both hands over her face trying to keep her cool, but she laughed with delight.

She knew exactly what Tristan was up to. That morning, he and Dale hustled around at breakfast making a grand slam. They were so in sync with each other. No one had to do a thing but sit back and watch. Tristan made coffee, seeing to the bacon while Dale whipped up pancakes and scrambled eggs. What was going on?

Later, she had to ask.

"What?" Tristan looked at her puzzled.

"Oh, you and Dale? What's up?" Nonnie sat there grinning at the dining table after the breakfast dishes were cleared and Dale finally went home.

"Like?" His eyes were so bright, even if he hid behind those glasses of his as if he was the biggest nerd of all. "What do you mean?" He practically stuttered.

Nonnie practically cackled. "Was it fun?"

"Fun?" He was basically bewildered, perhaps. "Were..were we..were we loud?"

"Absoulutely," she smiled. This was not true, but he didn't need to know that. "So it happened, did it?"

"Um," Tristan was closed-mouthed, the way he tilted his head one way and then the other. Obviously, it did. "It wasn't..like that."

"Did you talk about your ex?" Nonnie questioned.

"It came up," Tristan nodded.

"Before or after?" Just a multiple-choice question. Nonnie hoped it wasn't during.

"After." He did look a little peeved about that. "It's just..it was..well, it's not like I forgot anything. I just didn't know it was going to happen..like it did, but..anyway. She's got an ex. I've got an ex. It all evens out."

Tristan looked her in the eye.

Nonnie did her best not to smile but now as she went to her room, she did a happy dance. Still, she wondered what Dale's connection was to the Girl Scouts. Tristan told her Dale used to be a Girl Scout.

She laughed even more. What were they teaching them at Girl Scouts?