You: Green hoodie, blue jeans, brown shoes. Me: black top, green skirt, weird sandals, sitting awkwardly on the skytrain with a backpack. We both got on at Commercial station, you got off at Granville. We shared a few sly smiles with some intense eye contact, but you got off the train before I could work up the courage to come talk to you. Would love to gaze into those blue eyes again sometime, over a drink maybe?