Secret Rendezvous

Viviana stared at the incoming question on the glowing glass, her thumb resting lightly against the edge of the casing. With an efficient tap against the screen, she punched in a concise response.

*Yes.*

A response bounced back almost instantaneously, as if the sender had been hovering over the keypad without breathing.

*Then the usual spot! I'll go grab a table right now and wait for you!*