a slightly different version

i couldn't help but imagine myself as the guy in that story. unshaven as i am. passing new, unfamiliar ladies as often as i am - exchanging smiles and glances. amanda - one of them. came up with a slightly different version of events though in regards to her -

i walk into the diner. sit down at the counter. she walks by and smiles, asking if i would like a menu. "just a cup of coffee please." i flash my big goofy smile when she returns with my coffee. "would you like to go out after you get off work tonite. maybe for a walk or a drink somewhere? my treat. i've been driving a lot and could use the company. and a conversation outside of my own head could do me good."

"well, give me one good reason why i should?" (or another, in this case) she asks.

"well, i came here, two weeks ago, all the way from north carolina to see you; though i didn't know that at the time. today, i've come all the way from north dakota... knowing... it was to see you."

pleasantly surprised with my answer. she says, "yes."