I was alone and you were with a friend. It’s the pint so obviously we kept knocking elbows. I thought we were gonna keep apologizing to each other until we died. Eventually you asked me about the game and we exchanged sports notes or lack thereof. A while later you asked me about the spreadsheet I was looking at but I wasn’t quivk enough in the moment to respond well given I hate spreadsheets. That was the end of our encounter and you proceeded to move a seat away. Though maybe we had a good thing going though and I liked our exchange. You were pretty engrossed in your friends conversation (reasonably so) and so I left it at that.