meet cute

Downtown I espied
a new antiques shop.
Curiosity piqued,
I had to stop in 
to find what it means. 
You were there behind the counter
just counting beans
on a glass display case 
filled with new antiques. 
You asked 
how my day's been, 
I replied not bad. I asked 
how were your nights?

You said oh 
not 
evil or anything. 

This seemed wholesome
and a good thing to clarify. I thought, 
you're not one of those mind-reading 
psionic Templar witches are you? 

You said yes. 
So I thought very clearly and carefully 
only in words, hey, wanna go out? 

You beamed yes.
But seeing I didn't get it (apart 
from the smile) you said it 
aloud: yes.  

So as it was getting well 
up quittin' time anyway 
(I'd timed it just so) 
we took off up the street 
to the savage bistro 
for a bite to eat 
and some chi-chi drinks. 

Conversation's a bit
one-sided, though 
so you say, 
so I think.