“We’re going,” Mimi called out to her mother in the family’s grocery store next to her house. This was her first date, and Robert Rovere had just arrived to take her to a dance. She could hardly believe it was happening. During the long wait she had wondered again and again what to wear, finally putting on her favorite blouse. Now at last Robert was here. He looked beautiful to her. His hair was neatly combed and he wore a yellow sweater she hadn’t seen before. Mimi felt wonderful.
    As they stepped out of the door, Mimi’s mother popped out of the store and said hello to Robert. Then she put a package wrapped in white paper into Mimi’s hand.
“Limburger cheese for Sally Thompson, Mimi. We got a case of imported Limburger in today. I promised Sally you’d deliver it tonight.”
    “Tonight!” Mimi echoed, staring down at the cheese. “Why not tomorrow?”
    “Sorry, but I promised Sally,” her mother said. “Well, have fun, you two.”
    “Oh well, Robert, let’s go,” she said.
    Her first date ever, her first date with Robert Rovere, and she was stuck with a large, smelly, messy package of cheese! She tried to forget it. “Here I am,” she said to herself, “going to a dance with Robert Rovere.” She glanced up at him.
    “That cheese smells,” he said.
    She held the cheese in the hand farthest from him, but the smell seemed to be crawling up her arm.