Wednesday night around 8.30, on the 14 Hastings bus headed downtown. You were very cute, wavy-haired, sandy blonde, and beardy, wearing rolled up blue jeans and a blue shirt. I sat with my friend at the back of the bus; blonde and wearing black shorts and a peach top. We exchanged glances and smiles a couple times and I wish one of us had said something! Alas, alack, I got off the bus before you and could only smile shyly. Can I have a do-over?