Vasquez's eyes light up a little at the mention of a message board. Maybe he could use that, because people love a little bit of technology in their romance, especially if it lets him play with the 'You've Got Mail' comparisons that he'd love to get away with.

"And if one of them likes it here, how would they ask you to stay?" he asks, once he's swallowed his bite, not wanting to appear rude. "Do they have to come ask you personally?"