I did not use "Well, it depends" today, but things still went pretty well.
A lady came up to the counter and asked what "S.S." stood for. None of us volunteers could remember the German. I asked Rachel, one of the Volunteer Services Operational people, and she couldn't remember, either. It was funny to see a bunch of people standing around, trying to make up German words. Anyway... All of a sudden, Jon* comes down the staircase. I grinned.
Me: Maybe Jon knows. Hey, Jon, what does S.S. stand for?!
Jon: (surprised) What??
He walked closer, smiling and looking confused.
Me: Do you know what S.S. stands for? This lady wanted to know.
Jon: Oh, ja. Schutzstaffel.
Jon: Yeah. I thought you were saying I looked like a member of the S.S.!
Me: Ha! Oh, no!
Jon: Didn't one of the princes dress up like a Nazi at a party?
Me: Yeah, a few years ago.
Jon: Wasn't it the redhead?
Me: Yep, Prince Harry.
Jon: Is he the redhead?
Me: Mmhmm. The dumber one.
Me: Prince William is the one who's going to be king, thankfully.
Jon: Apparently a congressman dressed up like Hitler for some party recently.
Me: Oh, great!
Jon: Yeah, he got in trouble.
Me: Prince Harry did, too! You can't mess around with that stuff... But, no, I didn't think you were a member of the... Staffel?
Jon: Schutzstaffel. (smiles)
Me: Schutzstaffel. Thank you.
Jon: No problem. See ya. (turns around and nearly walks into a column)
Me: (once he's out of earshot) That was a great way to get him over here. I like him.
Rachel: You like him?? Awww! He's a very nice boy. Hey, Chris, we gotta get Jonboy and Sara together.
Me: (busies self with cards) Oh gosh, you guys. I gotta-- I'm gonna put these back! (runs away; when I come back, they're still talking about it)
Rachel: He's recently single, so the timing is right.
Chris: What kind of music do you like?
Me: I like all kinds!
Chris: Oh, everyone says that. What's your favorite?
Me: If I had to pick, my favorite is classic rock...
Chris: Do you like Nirvana?
Me: Yes! That counts, according to most stations.
Chris: Jon loves Nirvana. Well, there ya go.
Rachel: Write on his Facebook wall. And maybe the two of you can go to the next big party together.
Then, when I left, I went out a different way because I wanted to say goodbye to him. And he was outside, talking to Chris. And he watched me all the way till I was gone down the steps.
*the boy I like that Tylar loves to bring up