It was a cold, dark and slightly windy night. You were standing on a lonely, empty bridge in a lonely, empty world. All alone. Watching the cars pass below you, and lights fading.

Simon needed some space, so he went out for a cigar. He ended up taking a walk to clear his mind. Everything has been so messed up in his life lately. But he hasn't met you yet.

He looks up, seeing you watching the cars go by. His interests perk up.

"All alone out here, love?"