Will be going out with her on Saturday night

I am happy to tell you all that I finally got up the nerve and asked her out. After buying quite a few pastries, I simply ran out of place to keep them…





And then – yesterday – she turned to me and said, "How come you buy so much? Do you have a sweet-tooth?"



Blushing profusely, I replied, "No, you see.. I was passing through." And then realizing that I had been coming here for the last week – non-stop continued, "and I…" I just didn't know what to say.



She smiled backed. "Are you doing this to get to know me?"



Dumb, I though to myself – I am acting so nervously that she will surely reject me. "Well I was simply flabbergasted when I came in a few days back.. and you have such beautiful eyes that …."



"You are cute," she intervened. "And your Indian accent is so charming."



"How did you recognize my accent?"



"I love Indian and have only just returned."



What can I say – we began talking (ok – not for long – only about 10 minutes – she took a break). She mentioned that there is a great Indian movie at a theatre near her house and wondered whether I would like to go.



Well – between you and me – I do not like Indian movies – but I said yes. There is no need to tell her that – is there?

Met a Really Cute American

I want to tell you about one of the cutest people I have ever met. And I have been places – or at least a few countries. She has shoulder length dark brown curls that immediately rise up with the slightest breeze and a dimple right next to her left ear.

Lia – that is her name and though she has a slight limp, she has a voice that seems to belong to an Italian goddess. Sweet but fluffy.

Rushing home after work and crisscrossing through traffic I was forced to stop at a traffic light. The aroma from a nearby bakery made me realize that I had not eaten since 11 in the morning and so I parked, entered and saw her there. Wearing a white apron that broke off into frills a bit above her knee, she was helping an old (must have been) Pakistani or Indian lady pick out sweets. Pretending to be interested in the same sweets I approached her.

She smiled and asked, "Can I help you Sir" in a voice that made me forget lines that I was ready to say.

"Uhhh" was all I blubbered out.

I turned to leave but she placed her hand on my shoulder. "Maybe you want some sugar doughnuts? They are fresh."

I took six of those and six of some other kind too. Man – did I act dopey! So I was determined to go back the next day and make my move.

Well – today is yesterday's tomorrow and I have just returned from the bakery. I was a bit better this time – but there was a crowd and I barely managed to ask her name.

Tomorrow – I have a plan. I am going to take with me a lumpy briefcase and buy two dozen doughnuts. Naturally – I will not be able to carry them all – so I will ask her to help me take them all to my car.

What do you think? Clever? Will it work?