A fair bonnie lass

Alright this happened to me last week, but without question it needs to be shared. The reason that I held out for so long was the risk of jinxing myself (like talking to a pitcher during a no-hitter), but this occasion definitely achieved epic, slow motion movie-moment status.

I was walking down Boylston on my way to class last Thursday when I reached into my pocket for a cigarette. (Keep in mind that this was St. Patrick's Day.) I didn't have a lighter or any matches on me, (I never do, I'm not a smoker) so as I'm looking for someone to ask, as this utterly stunning creature steps out of a coffee house and lights herself a Camel. Now this girl was totally in my wheel-house, down to the green apron and all. So I ask her if I can have a light. Her response, "It's going to cost you." Now this is the point where I would mutter something and walk away. But instead, without missing a beat I say, "How about I buy you a Shamrock Shake?" (Ah, now it makes sense) "Well I should actually get back to my shift soon, but how about a Guinness afterwards, instead?"

Caught of guard? Totally. Taken aback? Without question. Intrigued and amused? Oh my god, yes!