No, the boy said, no, we haven't quite done that.' Tonight Emma had wanted something different. She wasn't sure what it was, but their names sounded good together. Emma and Dexter,' she thought. "Em and Dex. "Wait there," Emma said. "I'm just going to the bathroom Don't go away." She put on her thick glasses and walked towards the door. In the bathroom, Emma asked herself why she was being difficult with the boy. "He's certainly very 16 and he isn't very clever, but I really like him," she told herself.