Bloglander

It was a Sunday afternoon and you were in line in front of me. You are a
brunette, around my height, and have the most beautiful eyes I've seen. You
asked me if you knew me from a class. I mustered up the courage to sit at
your table, but you were waiting for someone and I had to get going before
too long. I'd love to meet you there again and buy the coffee this time.
How about it?