Billie stood still as Ocean Eyes played on the FM radio in the vegan ice cream shop called Paradis.
It was a funny spelling for the real thing because, at that moment, while Billie didn't know what to do, she knew how she felt.
She felt like she was in paradise.
She planted her feet and looked at the tall man behind the counter, Ernie, her vegan ice cream jockey.
Her vocal cords felt frozen.
Ernie knew Billie and he knew what she was thinking.
They've been playing it all day.
People are calling.