So, how is it that you don’t have a girlfriend?†I asked boldly. Joel shrugged. “Have you ever had a girlfriend?†There was no way that he’d never had a girlfriend. He shrugged again. “You’re not serious.†“You’re surprised?†“I’m sorry, do you own a mirror?†Joel laughed in that I’ll-never-understand-women kind of way. “I’ve never wanted one,†he admitted, though it seemed that there was more to it. “What? A mirror? Or a girlfriend?†He laughed again, even harder this time. “A girlfriend.†“Are you gay?†He smiled. “No, I’m not gay.†“Oh.†I blushed. Why was I being so nosy all of a sudden?