The Fastest Way To A Woman’s Heart

(My girlfriend and I both have to work on group projects, so we part ways for a portion of the day. After a reasonable time, she texts me.)

Girlfriend: “Are you done with your group?”

Me: “Yeah, I was about to go get some Chipotle. Want to join me or get you some?”

Girlfriend: “Yes! That is the exact—and only—reason I texted you. Proof we’re meant to be.”