"Jesus, Dave. Am I desperate?" Jake asked.
"Oh fuck. Breanne's playing with your mind again? I wish you'd just forget about her. For fuck's sake, you can do better!"
"Better than what?"
"That's it!" Dave yelled, getting fed up.
"Whatever. So are we gonna pick up some girls tonight or what?" Jake asked.
"So you don't care about getting Breanne back?" Dave asked.
"Who's Breanne?" Dave thought he asked that, as though he could do better, but Jake really didn't know who Breanne was.
"You're serious. You really want to break up with her?" Dave asked, not quite believing that Jake would really want to drop a girl like Breanne.
Jake was getting irritated. "Break up with who? Dave, I'm not dating anyone." He paused, then added "At least, not yet. Can we go and pick up some girls already?"
Dave looked oddly at his friend. Jake really wasn't kidding. For some reason, he had completely forgotten about Breanne. He didn't even recognize her name.
