In fact Dot was having such a nice time that she’d got half way through her giant burger (which was DERLicious!) before she felt a wet nose on her leg and realised she’d forgotten to give some to Wizard and Mister Mouse.

She could see Floyd really liked Wizard. With a smile, he helped Dot slip a big chunk of burger and chips on a napkin under the seat so he and Mister Mouse could eat too. They had to be very careful because dogs weren’t really supposed to be in the restaurant. And mice certainly weren’t allowed, so they made sure that Floyd’s mum didn’t see them!

It was all just PER-FECT, Dot thought - she’d never had so much fun. The only tricky bit was when Floyd asked for her address.

“Oh um, it’s 97 Barking Avenue” she said brightly, before she could stop herself. She’d never thought it sounded silly before, but now… she went all red. But it was worse even than that!

Floyd laughed out loud. “No c’mon Dot - your e-mail address!” Dot was double embarrassed – she felt as if she wanted the floor to open up and let her disappear!  But she told herself the way things were happening to her at the moment, she’d better not think like that just in case it did!

She took a BIG drink from her Coke to cover up her red face and coughed and gasped as some of it went down the wrong way. Typical when you’re trying to impress someone, she thought furiously!

“It’s dot@missdorothy.com” she spluttered.

“Hey that’s real neat - you’re Dot Com in person and on the Net. MEGA-cool!”

Dot - who’d never really liked her name much - suddenly loved it! But then Wiz spoilt the moment by nudging her in the back of the leg. Her heart sank. She knew it was time to go home - she SO didn’t want to!

Still, she knew she had Floyd’s e-mails to look forward to - and they had so much in common. Both their grandmothers had been to California, for a start. Dot had never been there, but Floyd had told her all about it – sounded like it was TOTALLY wicked!

Another wet-nose-nudge from Wizard. Dot sighed.

“I’m really sorry Floyd” she said sadly. “But… we’ve got to go… ”

“No problemo!” said Floyd “Ma needs me in the kitchen anyway.” He flipped his baseball cap onto the back of his head. “Hey I tell you what - have the burger on us! She’d like that – ‘n so would I.” He got up and gave her his big slow grin. Her heart went bumpety-bump again!

Dot went red again - she hadn’t even thought about how to pay. “Well that’s terribly kind of you,” she said.

“Hey forget it - but DON’T forget to e-mail me. Soon ‘s you get back, OK?” he called as the swing door to the kitchen closed behind him - where Dot could hear more yelling from his mum.

As if she’d ever forget to e-mail a boy like Floyd! NO WAY!!