It Is What I Do

For as long as Julie can remember, she has had the ability to understand people, but this is the first person that she cannot understand. This man is just too difficult to understand! What if she is losing her special ability?

Paul snaps his fingers right in front of Julie's face. His green eyes are filled with confusion because of this girl. It is like this woman wants to find a way into his head so that she can predict his thoughts, actions and words. Never in his whole life has he met a person who tried to do this. For him, people are not always predictable. So, why is this girl so set on predicting everyone?

"Please do not snap your fingers in my face." The black-haired girl frowns.

"You seemed to be busy drifting away from the present. Should I have left you to disappear into the dark depths of your mind?"

"Dark depths? I do not have 'dark depths' in my mind." Her voice is filled with irritation.

"Everyone has them. You might not deem them dark, or perhaps you have not discovered them yet."

Julie stares at him for a while before turning away and marching over to the snack table that is at the other side of the room.

Once there, she searches for a treat to help her calm down.

"You irritating, different man!" She whispers while grabbing a chocolate cupcake from a plate.

"Who?"

Julie swings around and stares at the handsome man in front of her.

"I... Oh, I was just... No one." She replies.

"Well, if he is no one, then he should not fill your thoughts." The man smiles.

Taking a bite of the cupcake, Julie thinks for a while before nodding in agreement.

"I am Ron." The man introduces himself and holds out his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Ron. I am Julie."

The first hour of the morning comes and passes, but none of the twenty-year-olds have decided to go to bed.

In a corner, Paul watches everything closely. Two men have slipped out for the third time since midnight to go and smoke; the group of young women are still giggling and whispering at the snack table; the band is playing yet another 80's song; and the girl from earlier, Julie, is still dancing with the same guy, Ron.

Looking away from the two who are dancing, he watches the lonely woman that gave him so much information of quite a couple of people that are present here at the party. Since she gave him information about an hour ago, the woman has been sitting next to the stage and listening to the band.

An idea enters Paul's mind, and he starts walking over to the woman. Though she is not very attractive, she could help him eavesdrop on Julie and Ron.

Having reached the woman, Paul holds out his hand as an invitation to dance.

The woman smiles gratefully and puts her hand in his.

Paul leads her as close as possible to Julie and Ron before turning to her. While dancing, Paul tries to hear what the couple next to them are saying.

"...I like that too." Julie smiles. "In addition to that, I really enjoy watching cooking shows."

Paul shifts the woman in his arms and takes out a small book as unnoticeably as possible.

"What are you doing?" His dance partner asks in a whisper.

"I am trying to create a profile for each of these two people." Paul gestures with his pencil to the couple.

"Why?"

"It is what I do."