"Someone at Cafe Intermezzo this morning knocked their latte and immediately went red. I smiled but my headphones were in so I just went back to reading. They sat behind me for a while. I noticed. I didn't turn around."
"You were reading a worn copy of Kafka at Cafe Intermezzo on Peachtree St NE. I knocked my oat latte off the counter trying to get your attention. You looked up, smiled, and went back to reading. I sat behind you for an hour hoping you'd look again. You didn't. But I did."