He’d been following his target for a block, trying to come up with the best angle of attack. Blind man? The street’s too busy for that, he’d need to have his cane with him. Street magician? All he’s got in his pockets are the deck of cards, that probably wouldn’t draw her attention. Finally, he went with the tested-and-true sorry I fell into you. He was beside her in three strides and knocked against her with the fourth, snatching her mobile phone with a practiced ease as he reached out to steady her with the other hand. “Sorry!”
She walked through the busy streets on her way to the nearest cafe, in need of something to calm her busy mind. Someone bumped into her, and with some force. She was able to quickly steady herself, just using the stranger’s hand at the last moment. “Excuse me, sorry!” She quickly spoke; being snapped from her thoughts. She pat her hand against his shoulder before catching his eye.
He gave her a disarming grin, stuffing his hands in his pockets sheepishly. “I really should learn to watch where I’m going, huh? Are you alright? I didn’t hurt you or anything, did I?”
“Oh no, I was lost in thought and not paying attention.” She shook her head and stuck a hand in her back pocket. “And I’m fine, nothing to worry about. I take it you’re alright as well?” She gave a small smile.
He nodded, tapping his chest. “I’m made out of sturdy stuff, it takes a bit more than a bump to hurt me.” On a whim, he stuck out his hand to shake. “I’m Don.”
“That’s good to know.” She nodded then shook his hand. “Interesting way to meet, Don. My name’s Ivanaa Cartel.”
He grinned again, deliberately holding her hand a second longer than mere politeness requires. Sometimes it’s better to leave an impression. “Ivanaa, hm? Pretty name for a pretty girl!”
“Aren’t you sweet?” She softly laughed then stuck her other hand in her back pocket when he released it. “Tell me Don, where were you headed in such a rush that you ran into me?”
His grin grew along with a blush as he looked down. “Nowhere particular. Just always in a bit of a rush these days, y’know? Everywhere to be and no time at all.”
“Oh, I know exactly what you mean; so many things, so little time.” She nodded. “If you’re not in too much a rush to be anywhere, would you care to join me for some coffee or tea? I was just headed to a cafe.”
Logically, he knew he shouldn’t. He got her mobile, now he should be making a smooth exit and selling it as quickly as he could. He also knew that it probably wasn’t good not remember the last time you’ve had anything to eat or drink, so he nodded. “Tea would be lovely.”