Don't you forget about me 4

Kevin wondered what a good chink was as opposed to a bad chink. Was a good chink a chink who obeyed his parents and loved Korea? Was a bad chink someone who loved white girls and caused a riot?

"Kevin... I think she likes you." someone started to walk next to him and talk. Kevin had no idea who he was.
"Who likes me?"
"You know who. Brook. Can't you tell by the way she looks at you?"
No he couldn't.
"There she is," he said.

Brook looked at him and then said "Yaaa!" imitating an Asian martial arts fighter from Kung-Fu theatre or something like that. She smiled at him. Kevin smiled back. Then she turned away.

"She likes you. Do you see it? Why don't you ask her out?"
"I don't think so."
"You must do it. You must."
"Really?"
"I've gotta go. Talk to you later."

Kevin thought of the few times that he had actually had some sort of communication with Brook. She did smile. She did laugh. Maybe she really enjoyed his company. Did she like him though? Would he kiss her?