There you were again. The third time this week you had visited the museum, taking photos of what you saw as you saw the different exhibits. You began to walk in his direction in the gift shop area..

“Do you have any pens?” You smile.

“I, uh… it’s.” He pauses realizing your look of confusion. “Oh bollocks.” Was all he could muster up. His embarrassment has risen to a ludicrous degree. All he has to do was answer a simple question about a pen.