“Hi, Lisa,” Mark said as he sat down at the picnic table. “We meet at last. I’m so glad. I’ve heard a lot about you, all of it awesome!”
Lisa shrugged. “Not to be rude, but honestly, Mark, what do we have in common? I’ve been avoiding this setup by our friends because I think we’re actually quite different.”
“True, and not to use a boring old line, but what about ‘opposites attract?'”
“My ex and I were opposites.” Lisa smiled ruefully. “So, I think I can dispel that myth.”
Mark slapped his forehead. “Oh no! Give me enough rope and I’ll hang myself. Sorry for bringing up bad memories, Lisa.”
“It’s okay.” She pointed to their plates. “I see you also like shish-kebab.”
“I do,” he said. “This barbecue is first-rate.”
“I guess we do have one thing in common,” Lisa admitted.