This happened to me on Wednesday evening. It’s around 7pm and I’m in a hotel foyer walking from the concierge desk towards the lifts. A man walks in the revolving door just ahead of me and we both look right at each other and hold eye contact for about three seconds too long. “Hello!” I thought. There are three different banks of lifts in the hotel but he heads for the same one as me, still slightly ahead. He’s standing smiling at me as I get there and says “After you” when the doors open. I ask him which floor and then push 4 and 13. He’s carrying a brown paper bag with takeaway food in it - still smiling at each other. He kind of rustles the back and I say, “What have you got in there?” He says, “Vietnamese food,” looking a bit like it’s the first time he’s ever tried Vietnamese food. I say, “Ooh, fancy!” Then he says, “Have you eaten?” all smiley. And I say, “Yes, I had an early dinner at (the place next door) because I’m leaving any minute now.” The lift has arrived at the fourth floor and as I was getting out I said, “Enjoy your dinner,” kicking myself for not being on the top floor! And he was all tongue-tied and said “…enjoy your…journey.” The end. If I hadn’t had a train to catch, could it have been the start of something wonderful? Who knows. It was nice though.