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"This is how you appeared to me this afternoon." he said. "When I saw you I just had to draw you."
"Thank you" I said " It's quite good, I'm flattered."
"It doesn't really do you justice" he said "You are much more beautiful in the flesh."
I gave a little laugh and asked him if this approach generally worked with the other women he'd tried it on? He smiled and asked me
what made me think he'd used this approach before.
"If it's true that I'm the first, then I am even more flattered." I said.
"Well if it should happen to work then perhaps I stumbled onto something, No?" He said with a grin.
"Thank you for the drawing and now I have to get back before I lose my job." I said.
Once I was back at my desk I couldn't help but continue to stare at the picture of me he'd drawn. Studying his technique and the judging
the quality of his work it was obvious that he'd been professionally trained or else he was an extremely gifted amateur. I rarely take my lunch at
the museum two days in a row but my curiosity would alter my routine. I had become infatuated with this handsome stranger and just maybe there
was a chance that he would be at the museum tea room again. I figured what did have to lose, nothing ventured nothing gained.

I found myself
constantly checking the time all morning. When normally lunch time just seemed to sneak up on me and oftentimes I would find a co-worker
inquiring if I intended to take a lunch. Today the time seems to be dragging and lunch time couldn't come soon enough. I contemplated
taking an earlier lunch but thought better of it. If he was going to be there he would likely be there at the same time as yesterday. Good thinking,
Chrissie!

I waited until my normal lunch time and walked the several blocks to the museum. I walked into the open courtyard of the museum and
carefully scanned the room. My eyes traveled from table to table in search of the stranger. I was crestfallen when I failed to spot the stranger.
I found an empty table and took a seat. I didn't have much of an appetite, which I began to blame on my failure to locate my mysterious
stranger. I ordered a Welsh Rarebit and a cup of tea. I was staring at my half eaten lunch when I heard his distinct accent.

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