“Hey babe,” Katie shouted as she walked in.  Oh, oh.  Jessie’s trying to cook dinner, she thought.

            “You’re home early,” Jessie shouted from the kitchen.

            “What are you doing?  You know you can’t cook Billie.”

            “Ha, ha, ha.  Don’t you know what tonight is?”  Tonight, tonight, tonight.  What’s tonight? Katie thought to herself.

            “It’s our anniversary.  Don’t you remember?  Five years ago?  Our fist kiss up in the attic at Lily’s?”

            “Of course I remember,” Katie lied through her teeth while fidgeting with her fingers, “How could I have forgotten?”  As a matter of fact, Katie hadn’t forgotten, she just didn’t realize what day it was.  “I’m gonna change into something a little more comfortable.  Try not to burn down the whole place, okay?” Katie said with the straightest face she could possible muster.

            An hour later Katie came back down playing with something in her pocket.  Jessie had managed to finish dinner without burning the place down.  Unknown to Katie, Jessie had been taking cooking lessons during her days off.  The table was set up with two candles and the girls’ best dishes.  When Katie was taking a shower, Jessie had changed into a *****, slinky, little black dress.

            “Hey beautiful,” Jessie said when she saw Katie coming down the stairs.

            “Hey *****,” Katie replied.  “Dinner looks great.  How did you manage all of this?”  Jessie had made pot roast, mashed potatoes, carrots, and fresh baked bread, Katie’s favorite.

            “Well, I have been taking cooking lessons when you have class and I don’t.  I’ve been planning this night for a while now.”

            “Oh, really,” Katie said in a seductive voice.  She knew exactly what Jessie was talking about.  Although they had been dating for five years, they had never physically expressed their love for one another.  It was obvious that tonight might just as well be the night.

            “Really,” Jessie replied in the same exact voice.  She knew Katie knew what she was hinting at.  They then ate dinner talking about their day.  They knew how their first class went because it’s the only class they have together.  Katie was majoring in, surprise, surprise, Public Affairs.  Jessie was majoring in teaching.

            “I rented a movie.  Do you want to watch it now?” Jessie asked.