Page 6 of Dial B for Billionaire

My brow furrows. She's joking, right?

me:

Are you telling me you attended more than one street festival where you approached a guy and commented on his face symmetry tonight?

her:

Oh! THAT festival. Of course. You’re that guy with…the face.

OK. Still playful. A little vague, but I'll roll with it.

me:

An important quality to have. Almost as important as a name. You said you’d give me yoursif I called...

her:

I did, didn't I? But you're texting, not calling. So…

She’s got spunk. I find myself smiling.

me:

I could call right now.

her:

Let's not rush things. I think there's something exciting about a little mystery, don't you?

My eyebrow raises. Not the response I expected.

me:

So, Mystery Woman, what are you doing right now?

her:

Unwinding with a glass of wine. After an… eventful day. You?

I glance out at the city below.

me:

The same, but scotch. Thinking about an unexpected encounter that ended too soon.

her:

That sounds intriguing. What made it so memorable?

I pause. It’s a fair question. And it’s not the answer she probably expects.

me:

You did. Your boldness. Most people don't approach me like that.

her:

I like bold moves. Sometimes the best things in life come from impulse.

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