I noticed you looking at me from up the Block in Bay Ridge, and I though you were cute, so I started chatting you up about your dog. I asked what breed he was, even though he was obviously a dachshund. I left abruptly and I noticed you still had more to say to me. Sorry I left I had to pick up my clothes from the dryer, and I didn't want anyone to take them out. I wish I had stayed longer, and maybe gotten your name or digits. -Just a Bay Ridge Girl
