I saw the young couple eating al fresco, at a table adjacent
to a city street. They faced the street, with their backs to the relatively dark
storefronts. So I walked in the street to approach them. As I asked permission,
I alternately looked at him, and then – OMIGOD, she had HUGE almond eyes that
screamed, “Photograph me! Photograph me!”
But those eyes were not smiling. Nor was her mouth. The
gentleman shrugged, laughed a bit and said sure. Almond Eyes just shook her
head no and looked down. So I got a few clicks of him, shook his hand, and said
“My name is Bob”. Silence. So I asked his first name. After a few seconds he
said, “You can call me Riddick Bowe.” Oh, another Riddick Bowe (heavyweight
boxing champion ~20 years ago).
So, I alternately looked at Riddick and Almond Eyes while
I said, “I get it, Riddick Bowe and No”.
The almond eyes remained unamused.