I'm going to make this one quick, easy, and nasty - just like the girl I'm talking about.
I'd seen Rebecca around the bar fly traps for years. I think back then, it was maybe three years of seeing each other from across the room, but for some reason or another just never actually having a conversation.
Not this time.
We happened to brush across each other on our way to and from the meagre dance floor, and we both stopped, for once. I introduced myself, to which she responded by "Yes, yes, I know. Wow, we're actually talking."
