My back up plan

My ex-boyfriend from college, David (the one mentioned in the post below), called me while he was driving home from work. What an ironic twist of fate:

David (full of the kind of gusto one only has after work): Hey, Becky, how are you doing?
Becky: Good, but do you realize what day today is? That it's Valentine's Day?
David (in this "no shit, Sherlock tone-of-voice): Yes, Becky, I know it's Valentine's Day.
Becky: Hahahaha! So, why are you calling me, of all people? An ex-girlfriend?
David: Well, I realized I hadn't talked to you in a while, so I thought I'd see how you're doing.
Becky: Oh, see I figured you were calling b/c you read my web page. I take it that you haven't (he said no). Well, I brought back that column I wrote when we first started going out about Valentine's Day and how people on campus were asking if you'd gone to Albertson's for the rose yet.
David (laughing): Oh yeah, and then they'd stop me to ask me about my eyes, too (b/c if you read below, I mention that as something we girls discuss in the bathroom).

So, we talk some more about what's going on with our families, latest movies we've seen (we're both freaks) and whatnot. And then, inevitably we mosey into the topic of dating and David tells me about his latest venture.

Becky: Oh, did I ever inform you of my Master Plan?
David: Uh, no, I don't think so.
Becky: Yeah, see, here's the deal. If we're both still single by the time we're about 45, then you're going to marry me for companionship, medical benefits and a movie-going-partner. I just thought you might want to know.
David (laughing): That's actually a good idea, since we know we at least get along well.

I know you're wondering: then why did you break up? Became a classic case of being better friends than "more than that."

So, then we're talking about how his sister is getting married after knowing a guy for only six months, and David says that he can't imagine doing it that soon.

Becky: Well, that is, of course, until you get the phone call in 15 years that says "it's time we go to Vegas."
David: Okay, well, I'll do it then.

And that, my friends, is how Becky does it (insert Dr. Evil maniacal laugh).