Cassim walked alongside his childhood friend, Sahid, with me on his shoulder.

They went into the tavern and ordered two drinks.

"So how's your love life been, buddy?"

"Nobody since Carina."

"Oh. I heard about what happened. I'm sorry."

"It was years ago. You just have to look ahead and move on."

"That's a good attitude."

Cassim smiled.

"I know a woman just a year younger than you. I told her about you, and she would like to meet you. What do you say? Mabey it's time to get back into romance."

I saw a scowl cross my new friend's face. In a moment it was gone.

"Sahid, not seem rude, but I don't think I should get back into dealing with romance. Besides, who would want a hard, desert rouge like me?"

I could hardly keep a straight face! Cassim was just saying the truth but trying to make it seem bad. He wasn't doing a really good job of it, either.

"Cassim, come on. You're years in the desert have made you tough, strong, skillful, courageous, agile, sly, cunning, ans swift."

Cassim gave somewhat of a nervous chuckle.

"Where are you getting ideas like that?"

"It's kinda obvious by looking at you and watching you move."

"Oh."

"Will you at least meet her?"

"Fine. I'll meet her."

"Good. We'll go see her tomorrow. We should probably head back now."

"Sahid."

"Yeah?"

"What about my clothes? Not exactly the most appropret."

"I have so outfits that are a little too big for me but will fit you just fine."

"Okay. Thanks."

"No problem."