Tori was adequately receptive to the Tropicana Twister and the card. When I say "adequately" I mean her reaction was perfect. It wasn't over the top, like sneaking to my house and taping construction paper hearts and lips all over my car... even though that would have been cool. She sent me a text that said, "You're so sweet, Calvin. I can't wait to meet you." That's how she typed it, as well. It wasn't, "Ur so sweet, Cal. I cnt wait 2 meet U." Thank goodness she spells out her texts like I do.
When I called my dad on Monday afternoon, she answered of course and our conversation went very well... again. She's so energetic and bubbly. I can't tell if she's excited cause she's talking to me or if she's excited to talk to everybody. ("Hello, Tori, this is Bonneville Collections. You're check to Pizza Hut bounced." "OH. MY. GOODNESS! [giggles] Are you serious? [giggling] The pizza was TOTALLY worth the $50 fee.") I'm not sure I wanna know, though. I'm content in just assuming she's only that way with me cause I'm so amazing at casual, flirtatious conversation.
I'll be honest, though. Every time I need to call my dad, I mentally and physically prepare for our conversation. I think about what sort of witty and (seemingly) spontaneous small talk I'm going to have with her. Our conversations are short and I don't want to waste them by talking about Judge Joe Brown or something equally unfunny. Trust me. I've tried to come up with funny stuff about Judge Joe Brown and it's impossible. I also moved one of my office chairs in front of my door in the hopes that it'll be harder for me to unconsciously wander out of my office building like last time.
What I've decided to do... and it's working very well... is to give Tori small insights into what I have in store for our date this Friday. For example, on Tuesday I told her that I needed to go buy a scented tree in preparation for our date. She said, "But it's only Tuesday." Then I said that if I bought it too close to our date, like on Friday morning, then the pleasant odor in my vehicle would be too overpowering and could possibly distract her from my first-date awesomeness. She loved that one.
Then yesterday when I called my dad, Tori asked what flavor of scented tree I purchased. This was a question I wasn't ready for, but I answered quickly so it seemed like I was prepared: Cinna-Berry. I knew what her next question was going to be so I started thinking of what I was gonna answer before she even asked the question. "Why not Pine or Vanilla-roma?" My answer was, "I've tried those, but none of them mix well with my cologne." I love her laugh.
Oh, by the way, my dad took three photo's of her with his camera phone and emailed them to me. She's pretty hot. And I don't mean "hot" as a degrading term. I mean she's hot, like, smokin'. Tori wasn't ready for the first photo so it was completely candid of her sitting at her desk and staring at her computer screen (probably fantasizing about me). The next photo was her smiling at my dad's camera and the third one was of her standing up and trying to cover her face. The standing up one was nice. You never know what to expect when you see photo's of girls from the neck up... or even the waist up, sometimes.
I'm getting ready to call my dad later this afternoon and I think I know what first date foreplay move I want to use. I'll be giving Tori another behind-the-scenes look at the upcoming bitchin'ness of our first date.