You had a blue windbreaker and teal bobble-topped toque on, covering blonde pigtails. We walked a few blocks down Broadway side-by-side, (for me) not walking at a normal pace to save the embarrasement of overtaking the old man panic jogging in front of us, who oddly pirouetted every-so-often. You’re really beautiful that kind of makes me feel warm and my tongue swell up. If that weird description hasn't put you off, don't be a stranger!