...

"That guy was wearing a designer's coat and had pretty hair, so he probably is a famous guy! I just hope he isn't sad anymore. It would get awkward."

"Uh, excuse me..."

"Um."

"... So we meet again"

"Again?

This guy seems like he's going through it. He might be mistaking me for someone else."

"Sit with me, will you?"

"...Rich people are weird."

"So, about that knife..."

"Oh, this. It's uh.... a gift"

"A gift?"

"A nice sharp knife for Mr. E Coli himself.

He's been asking for it."

"...Right"

"That knife does not look new. This man is trying to trick me!"

"Do you mind the smoke?"

"It's fine, I chose to come here.

Those can kill you, though"

"Something is going to anyways. And I'd rather it be something that made me feel better."

"That's a dangerous mindset, but i guess I can't argue"

He takes a drag of his cigarette

He seems melancholic.

"You said we met once before?"

"More than once, but you won't recognize me. So im not sure how to proceed now"

"Oh..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Wait a minute"

"Fancy expensive coat, owning and carrying a sharp knife, Us meeting before but me not being able to recognize him....

Oh my god.

How do I go about this subtly?"

 

 

"ARE YOU A FUCKING CRIMINAL???"

The man chokes on his smoke, then dissolves into coughs and laughter.