On Wednesdays now I get the bus home. Today I was eavesdropping this young good looking pair, him in sportswear, her in fancy, I don’t think they actually were a couple (they were sitting across the aisle from each other) but they might have been:
Him: Stella is my favourite drink but sometimes I get a Courvoisier.
Her: Hmm, I think I might give up meat.
Him: For real!?
Her: Well, I got some in my freezer that my parents gave me but I’m more for fish now.
Him: Ah ha.
Her: I still like sausages though, they are nice.
Him: I like mince.
Her: I know what you mean.
Sadly, at this point their stop came up and they had to get off.