We both got on the B at the Prospect Heights 7th Ave stop around 8:45 this morning. I had on a tan leather jacket with a fur collar and a green silk scarf, blonde hair black eyes, you had a dark blue jacket and black headphones on, dark longish hair with a few (cute) greys. We kept almost making eye contact—you saw me almost slip and fall over when I slid from one seat to another and laughed. You were right behind me as we got off the train at 47th-50th St Rockefeller Center, and I hoped you might catch up to me. Drink sometime?
