He was just sitting at the bar minding his own business
The Cuba Libre tasted good, He needed that. Breaking off with his recent girlfriend was still hanging around like a bad taste. He was still not sure why she’d ended it, but he missed evenings like this, after work, catching up in town somewhere before going back to her place. Looking around, he realised how much he missed her. More than anything, how much he missed her company. He was thinking about this when the girl came in and sat at the far end of the bar. She was a real looker, no doubt about that. She ordered something and sat peering around. That’s when she spotted him. Sliding off her stool she approached him with a big smile and perched herself down next to him.
“Hi!” She said, just like that.
Not sure what was happening he returned the smile, saying “HI!”
She looked him over. “You’re the guy from the garage who fixed my puncture last week.”
He was confused. “Puncture?”
“Yep. You did a good job. No trouble since.” She casually looked around.
He pulled a face. “I hate to tell you, but that wasn’t me.”
She laughed. “Of course, it was.”
“No, really,” I’ve never worked in a garage.”
She laughed again. “Of course, it was you, silly. I’m not making it up, am I?”
Her drink came and she sipped at some kind of elaborate cocktail. Putting her drink down, she frowned at him. “Don’t be shy,” she went on, “I hope you don’t mind me coming over like this. Perhaps you want to be alone. If that’s the case, I apologise.”
He looked into her gorgeous eyes, seeing that she was quite serious.
“Look,” he began, “no, not at all. No need to apologise. It’s just that you have me muddled up with someone else. I work in a nearby office, have never met you before and I certainly never fixed your puncture, or anybody’s puncture for that matter.”
“OK.” She whispers, finishing her drink. “I get it. I’ll leave you in peace with your drink.”
Looking disappointed, she gets up and leaves.