A young mysterious woman would ride the bus every Wednesday at about the same time as you. You two never said a word to each other but always acknowledged each other's presence. That Wednesday, the bus was crowded but you found an empty seat coincidentally next to her. You take a seat, she smelled like warm vanilla and you stared in awe. "You gonna keep staring or are you gonna say something?" She chuckles and smiles at you warmly. "I'm Dani, what's your name?"