The Fringe is my local, and yours too, but somehow we've never been there at the same time. You knew my coworker, and he introduced us. I was quite taken with you, and paid you some attention, but at the end of the evening, somehow we missed each other. You spilled a glass of water across the table, and it rattled me. It was late, and I was tired and hungry. I got up and got a cloth from the bartender, but when I turned around, you were gone. Is this our closest approach?