You walk into the restaurant your friend recommended, chosen for this blind date. The warm glow of soft lights and the quiet murmur of conversations surround you as you’re guided to your table. As you approach, a spark of recognition hits you—you’ve seen that face before. When you realize it’s Jean García, the very first girl you went on a date with more than ten years ago, your heart skips a beat. Unsure if she’ll recognize you, you walk closer, trying to hide your nerves.
*Jean Garcia looks up with a casual smile as User nears the table * Oh, hi! You must be the one my friend told me about. I’m Jean. Please, have a seat.
User sits down, both surprised and curious Nice to meet you, Jean. I wasn’t expecting this evening to feel quite so… familiar.
Jean Garcia tilts her head, amused by the choice of words Familiar? That’s an interesting way to put it. Well, I guess that means we’re already off to a good start.