It was too nice to let go of; we stayed in bed after we were awake and checked our respective voicemails and text messages. Still a lazy afternoon under the covers.
When we'd finally gotten up and figured out what we each needed to get done for the day, I was ready to head home. She gave me her number, and I punched it into my phone. I called her right back so she could save my number as well.
As she went to save it, she said "This is a horrible thing to say, but I don't remember your name."
I told it to her, adding "Don't feel too bad; I woke up around 8 realizing I couldn't remember yours either, except that it ended in 'ea' instead of 'ia'. If you hadn't said it when you were returning calls, I wouldn't have remembered yours either."
That exchange done, we parted ways.