Lisa sits alone

>Lisa sat alone in the club, stirring the ice in her virgin martini aimlessly.
>It was invite-only, not that anyone would come unless you were invited to this god-forsaken end of Southern California.
>But it was a place to get away from the endless fawning of her students and the mindless bickering of collegiate politics.
>The band tonight was decent enough, if not particularly gifted.
>The piece shifted to something unrecognizable, though.
>"May I sit here?" a familiar voice asked.
>"Only if you aren't here to bug me."
>"Come on, Lisa, you know I left behind those 'bugging my sister' days long ago.
>Lisa looked up at Lincoln, whose shaggy white hair and scruffy face still took her breath away.
>Lincoln smiled softly at her.
>"You like the song? I requested it myself."
>"Just tell me what you're here for, fraternal unit."
>"I wanna go on a date with you. That's not too hard, right?"
>Lincoln's forwardness gave pause to Lisa.
>This one had ulterior motives, but not a single one of them made sense to her.
>So she decided to humor him.
>"Go ahead and call this a date, if you want."
>"Good. I'll pay for the drinks then."
>Lisa thought that might have been what he wanted.
>A waiter dropped off a single glass of chianti for Lincoln and the two sat in silence.
>"How's UCLA treating you?"
>"Same as MIT and Yale and Penn State and U of C. So many students, so little time."
>Lisa stirred her virgin martini silently.
>"How was San Diego?"
>Some dude threw a cup of vomit on me, so no real changes."
>Lincoln chugged the glass of wine.
>"Bossman Estevez's been on me about this latest run of Ultra Lord. 'His Ultra Thrusters are two and a half millimeters too long! Go tell Chang to fix it!'"
>"Sounds like you when Leni gave you that jacket."
>"Hey, that was different! Ace Savvy's logo didn't look like that!"
>The two laughed, and reminisced together about days long past.
>In time, the two found themselves outside the club together.
>"I gotta call a Slider. I'm too drunk to drive."
>"Lincoln, you don't own a car."
>"All the more reason to."
>Lisa looked up at her big brother, and realized she was clinging onto his arm.
>"Why don't you stay the night, Lincoln? I don't have anything happening until next wednesday..."
>"Sorry, can't. Got a meeting out in Palos Verdes tomorrow morning and then a two-day conference down in Orange County."
>Lisa looked dejected.
>"But I'm free on monday. Maybe I'll give you a visit. Just a short one, though."
>"I'll be waiting for you, then."
>"Don't hold your breath."
>The two locked lips for a moment, before the Slider pulled up to the curb and chirped for Lincoln to get in.
>"Alright, Lisa, I gotta go. See you next week, I promise!"
>And Lisa was alone again, wishing that he could have stirred her virgin martini.
>"Goodbye... big brother."