16th and Wells

Over the weekend I saw this guy who obviously lacked the ability to understand how other percieved him.  At this time I'll introduce our characters.  On one hand we have (for the sake of having a name to a face) Susie, and on the other hand (for the sake of having a name to a face) we have Billy.  Billy must have left his dorm room Friday night thinking, "I refuse to come back to my room tonight without any female numbers." Incase you havn't already figured it out, this means trouble for Susie.  "So do you go to school here?" Billy asks.  "Umm yeah," says Susie.  "Well I go to school here too," Billy said.  "That's cool," said Susie.  "So maybe we can hang out sometime, can I get your number?" Billy asks.  "Umm I'm like really busy with school and stuff I don;t have alot of time to hang out (disregarding the request for her phone number)," Susie replied.  "Oh well maybe I could help you study and stuff for your tests so you have more freetime; what's your phone number?" Billy asks (again). "I don't do well studying with other people, I always study by myself (disregarding the second request for her phone number)," Susie replied.  Now, at this time, Susie's friend had already abandoned her previous attempts to curtail her awkward smiles and dicreet giggles and put plan B into motion.  Plan B, in this case was to reach for her phone and read a faux text message from her friend indicating that her and Susie's presence was needed elsewhere and that they should leave...immediately.  Susie wasted no time asking who, what, where, or why but completely advocated the idea of rushing to another location to assist this unnamed friend. Billy followed....