Where is that Lovely Randy?

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You walked into the cafe and was embraced by a captivating ambience.

Soft tunes played in the background. Clusters of yellow lamps hung above the tables, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere interspersed with somewhat dark paths around the tables that were not illuminated by the lights. Breeze from three large windows swept in softly. As you settled down on a large soft couch, you could feel a complete union of your body, mind, and soul resting in that comfortable place.

Suddenly someone appeared out of the blue behind you. You were startled a bit, and when you turned your head, you were greeted by a good-looking face of a man in his thirties. He was of medium height, slender, dressed in dark suit, light-colored shirt, and dark trousers. His belt and watch glistened under the light. He gave you a warm smile and delivered a friendly, "Good evening".

You replied to his greeting but couldnt help wondering where he was from and why he appeared suddenly.

"I work here," the man said, and smiled. "I have been walking just behind you when you entered. Yes, I know, we are not in uniforms so we can mingle with the customers and make them feel more at home."

"Oh, that's nice."

He came closer to your table, leaned over, and asked, "Are you ready to order?"

You glanced at the menu and said, "Oh, . . . .yes. . . .uhm . . . . could you let me look over the menu so I can –"

"Sure, no problem. I'll come to you again in a few minutes."

He looked into your eyes, gave you a warm, gorgeous smile and left.

The next minutes you were just sitting there, the menu in your hand, and you just couldn't make up your mind about what to order.

You realized you had just been blown away by the sight of a gorgeous male!

Strange, you thought. Usually it took a few weeks for you to really see the attractive side of a guy you just knew. But this guy just came out of the blue and bang! you were mesmerized by his charm.

Maybe it was his slender body; or was it his baritone voice? Or was it his deep brown eyes that gazed so deep it reached the crevasses of your heart and invited it to dance? Or was it his gorgeous smile, so gorgeously warm that even a frozen heart like yours could not help melting?

"Hi," suddenly the baritone voice came back. You got startled from the second time. He was behind you. "ready to order?"

Now you felt embarrassed for not having been ready to order because you got carried away by the thought about him. You desperately read through the menu again quickly, trying to find something to eat and drink.

"Let me help," he reached out to the menu and pointed to a dish, apparently one of the cafe's specialties. "We boast a range of exciting dishes that cater for you. See, this one is a fried goose heart that comes with marinated sauce..."

Before long, you got into a nice chat about food with him. As you began to ramble about food that you liked, he listened attentively, nodding his head, occasionally interrupting with witty and funny remarks that made you laugh.

You began to like his company and felt sorry when your order was served because he had to leave to continue his service to other tables. The fried goose heart was fabulous, and the wine tasted fine, but you suddenly realized how much you wished he had been together with you in your table.

You normally skipped the dessert when eating out because you were worried about your weight. You had promised to yourself that dinner should be finished without dessert. But that evening you broke the promise and deliberately ordered a banana split for the dessert. You wanted to stay a little longer and you wished like hell that he would go to your table again and have a nice chat with you.

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