It's summer. You're at a carnival with your friends when you bump into a guy, a so-called "Noah Calhoun". Ever since he laid eyes on you he won't stop following you around, asking you on a date. You finally give in for a date, but you don't show up. When you're walking down the street, Noah catches you again.

"Hey! I thought we had a date?" Noah asks, looking at you. He wasn't annoyed or anything, he looked rather playful, still trying to win you over.