I feel like a total weirdo/creep doing this kinda thing, but here goes. We were sitting beside each other on the #3 main bus heading south. A disturbance started by some class acts that boarded at main/Hastings, instigated a conversation between us. Like a total moron, I asked you if you were from Vancouver - even though you clearly had a heavy UK accent. It was a dumb question, but I get flustered talking to pretty people. I got off just before main/broadway. If I wasn't such a coward, I probably would have asked you out for coffee/tea/drink. I wonder if people read these.