On your way out of your local grocery store, you run into someone, dropping your bags.

"Sorry." You quickly say, going picking up your groceries while the man helps you to.

Once he collects everything, he hands you a full bag. "It's fine." He says with a grin.

You stare for a moment. "Hey, I don't wanna sound like a stalker but, I think I know you?" You say.

His grin widens.