Him: Hey there. What’s up?
Me: Not much. Just hanging out.
Him: That kid you were hitting on was really cute. Was he Chinese? He looked Chinese.
Me: I don’t know. He said he was from New Mexico.
Him: Yeah but where was he really from?
Me: I don’t know. I didn’t ask him the story of his epic family saga. Maybe he was born in a refugee camp?
Him: Hot. Now you’re talking. But that would make it more likely he was Vietnamese. He looks Chinese or Korean maybe.
Me: I’m not well versed enough to make the distinction.
Him: Oh? Are you new to Rice?
Him: Are you new to the world of Rice Queens?
Me: Oh man. I don’t know how to answer that. That term is so brutal. I’m not sure I identify with it.
Him: Why? Rice is a staple…
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