Cary walked into the bagel shop, and waited while a Scottish man ordered his bagel, something that required meat to be heated up. When the Scottish man finished, despite the time waiting, Cary still spent an age deciding what kind of bagel to get. The honey glazed was tempting, but in the end he decided for the kind covered in herbs.
Cary asked the girl for the herby bagel with lettuce, tomatoes, slice of cheese, but not toasted- thanks - it scratches the roof of his mouth. She asked if he cared that the meat in the place wasn't halal, or if he was just a regular vegetarian, because there was a bagel shop that did sell hala meat. He was touched by the concern, even though it didn't matter to him. They talked.
She asked him where he was from he replied, "just down the road- but really I'm from further away" He continued in a self centred vain, I guess this is what came naturally to him. By the end of their conversation, she was talking relaxed and her head rested on her arm at and angle not vertical (was that a sign?).
He later regretted just taking his bagel, not asking her name, and in general being a fat head.
He might get a bagel tomorrow.
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