I Fell in Love Twice

"Hello?"
I blinked at my phone.
That didn't sound like a café manager.
"Hello," I said cautiously. "I'm calling about the job interview."
There was a pause.
Then the person laughed.
Not a polite laugh.
A full, bright, amused laugh.
"Wow," the voice said. "Either you're very lost or I accidentally opened a café without knowing."
I stared at the phone.
"...This isn't Moonlight Café?"
"Nope."
"Then why did you answer the phone?"
"Because it rang?"
I rubbed my forehead.
Of course.
"I'm sorry," I muttered. "Wrong number."