I gave her a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote down her first and last name, and then handed it to me, expecting to impress me and get a wow response. But I didn't give her any response, as if I had no idea who she was. Then I handed it back to her. PAPA: Here. PARIS: Okay. Write it down right here? PAPA: Yes. PARIS: This is my cell phone. PAPA: Cool. PARIS: Yeah. We should definitely meet up. PAPA: Yeah. Rock on. I'll see ya, kid. I walked back to see the boys at the table outside.