well Cafe would be the only right word for it. Put that together with the dating thing, and you have all the ingredients for another close to embarrasing experience.
(note : it was not in THE cafe. You have to be really something before I invite you over there).

So I was standing in front of the Starbucks, waiting for him. And I was way too early.

I texted him.
“I’m here already. Much earlier than planned. Are you far ?”
I went into the Starbucks, and fished my book out of my bag. A cup of tea with milk. I started reading.
“I am 5 minutes away” my mobile phone blinked on the table a few minutes later.
“No need to rush!” I fiddled back on the ridiculous small keyboard of my phone. I will never ever be a Text message champion.
I read on in my book.
A few minutes later my phone rang.
I was sitting close to the entrance and could see everybody come in. A strategic place to be, as I didn’t knew more of him than “jeans and black top. Maybe a blue jacket”. I was “jeans, sneakers, black jacket and messed up hair”.
So my phone rang. And while I picked it up I saw a guy come in, his mobile phone at his ear. I checked : Jeans - yes. Black top - yup. Must be him.
“Hello” I said in my phone.
“Hello” his voice said “Where are you?”
“Well if you turn around you can see me. I am the girl talking in the mobile phone”.
He didn’t turn around.
“I really can’t see you” he said.
“I am quite close to you, just turn around !” I said.
He didn’t turn around.
“I am sitting 2 meters away from you!” I said.
He refused to turn, but still had the mobile phone on his ear.
I was about to stand up, to walk towards him and grab his black top, when the door opened.
A guy came in, his mobile phone at his ear.
Jeans ? Yes. Black top ? Yes.
And the maybe-a-blue-jacket was hanging over his arm.

Maybe the “I’ll carry a red rose” concept isn’t that overrated after all.

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