My
favorite stranger hunting ground in Sarasota, is Pastry Art. Several
tables outside are under cover, the light is almost always good. The
coffee is pretty good and the staff is friendly.
As
I approached it, a rugged looking guy was at a table with a woman
with faux red hair. She caught my eye and I had to give it a try. If
I had approached them from the sidewalk (the obvious direction), I
would be shooting toward the bright street. So I went into the street
and addressed them with dark storefronts behind – a decent
background.
As
I spoke, and "asked a favor", I alternated looking at each
one in the eye. The lady slowly shook her head no, Adam was
noncommittal. After what seemed like an eternity, he slowly said OK,
without a hint of a smile. I got a few shots and then turned to
the lady , raising my eyebrows. She shook her head no. Oh well...