Another meet-cute

Have you seen the movie, "The Holiday?" You know how Kate Winslet's character meets her elderly neighbor, a former famous screenwriter, and they discuss "meet cutes"...the classic first meetings of women and men that seem to only happen in the movies? Well, as if the Amy's Ice Cream story wasn't enough of a meet-cute...I met another fella recently in a coffee shop. We were standing in line and he told me he liked my skirt (knee-length, colorful, floral)...and then we met again at the condiment bar...and then as my friend and I were chit-chatting away a few tables away from this stranger...he interrupted our conversation. To his credit, I have a terribly loud indoor voice, so I don't blame that he overheard, and I didn't find it creepy that he said he overheard me mentioning the airport. He asked if I was from out of town, and I said, "No, I live here, but why?" He proceeded to tell me he was going to offer me some suggestions as to fun things to do around town. After he told me his first tip, I asked him what else he had in mind. To this he replied, "Well, I didn't really have any other suggestions, I was just trying to find a way to talk to you." Kudos for honesty, eh? I'll spare the details, but we exchanged numbers and went out on a date. On that first date, the two of us got caught in one of the worst storms in recent Austin history. We're talking green lightning, 4-inch hail, power outages, massive wind gusts and falling trees. Isn't getting caught in a storm a common romantic fantasy? I think so. It was terribly cute. I should probably mention that his name was Fernando...a real cutie pie from Argentina. But no, there's no future for us. Sorry to get your hopes up.