From across the room, I saw her toss her long, blonde hair, and at that moment her blue eyes pierced my heart, mind and soul.

How did she know?

In one look, it was all decided. I rolled the dice, and she threw them back in my face. She had called my bluff, seen my hand, whatever you want to call it. Not fair.

Should I apologise? Pretend nothing happened? Maybe if I go up to her we could start again. It’s not like I’m stalking her or anything.

Oh God.

I’m sure she drives a yellow sports car. I parked next to a yellow sports car! How many yellow sports cars could I have parked next to?

Well that’s it. We’ll never be together…

Now I’m laughing. Of course I’m not stalking her. After all, she parked that yellow sports car just after I’d pulled into my space.

That’s how she wants to play it, is it? Parking next to me, tossing her hair, talking to other men?

She doesn’t fool me.

Here we go, now she’s walking my way!

‘Terry? I know it’s your first day, but try to remember mine’s a frapuccino?’