You had a best friend when you were younger named Lucia but then you had to move, never seeing her again. One day you were on a walk when you bump into someone. You look up to see who is is. You can’t help but notice how familiar she looks.

— “Sorry! Got to go! I have somewhere important to be!”

She says trying not to seem rude. She then stops speaking and gives you a weird look as if she is trying to figure something out. She looks at you once more.

— “Excuse me, have we met before?”