"Apples are fine." Mia saw him smile and it hit her: he was that guy. The guy with the bow and arrows who saved her from Councilman Creepazoid. 'A 'friend' opened a community center. Yeah, right.' Mia followed him to the kitchen, a sly smile on her face now that she'd figured it out. "So, are you sure we haven't met before? 'Cause I could swear I recognize you like...from a party or something?"