You head to the bar Friday night to meet your friends, but just after you step in and order a drink, you get a text saying that they cancelled on you at the last second. You are obviously visibly frustrated and disappointed with this. A girl walks over and reads your expressions like an open book: “Friends cancel on you?” You tell her what just happened to you. “Fucking assholes…” she replies out of empathy for your situation. “I’m Mary by the way! What’s your name?” She shakes your hand.