First and Last Date

"Sometimes," she said as she reached across me and took the lemon wedge off my glass, "I don't clean my ears for a couple of weeks." She squeezed my lemon into her water, and then she squeezed her own as well.  "That way, when I finally do clean them out, the q-tip is like, really gross." She mixed five packets of sugar into her water.  "You know, it's kind of exciting, like an accomplishment." She stirred vigorously.  "Ta-da!  Lemonade!  And you don't have to pay four dollars for it."  I didn't say anything.  "You don't mind, do you?  You weren't using it, so I thought..."

"No, I don't mind." I paused.  "You don't have many friends, do you?"