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"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
"No."


"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
"I don't know."


"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
"Yeah, go ahead."
"You know what? Nevermind."


"Yeah, go ahead."
"Thank you."
"Uh-huh."
"Ruth."
"What?"
"Ruth. That's my name."
Rudely. "Did I ask for your name?"


"Uh-huh."
"Ruth."
"What?"
"Ruth. That's my name."
"Oh. Ben. I'm Ben."
Shaking hands.
"I just moved here." Applying hand sanitizer.
"I could tell by your accent." Looking at Ruth's hands.
"Oh, I always have to have clean hands."
"Are you germaphobic?"
"Yes."


"Oh, I always have to have clean hands."
"Are you saying my hands are dirty?"


"Oh, I always have to have clean hands."
"I see."
"Not saying your hands are dirty. I just always have to have clean hands. I guess it's an OCD tendency. I seem to have a lot of those, but I'm not really OCD."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I also have to arrange my money from least to greatest, front to back in my wallet. Also with which kind it is. The dollar, English pound, Euro."
"Yes, I could see why you'd do that. So you don't pull out a quid when in Germany."
"Yes! I also have to turn a light switch on an off five times, and I have to put my socks on and take them off five times, and same for my shoes."


"Yes, I could see why you'd do that. So you don't pull out a quid when in Germany."
"Yes! I also have to have my clothes color coded in my closet, and when I pack a suitcase, I have to do it in a specific order. That way, I always know where everything is."
Laughing. "That's fascinating."
"Don't mock me."


Laughing. "That's fascinating."
"I know, it's weird, but it's just at my house. I mean, I won't go crazy at someone's home and reorganize everything."
"Well, that's good to know."
"Enough about me, what about you?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know we were getting to know each other. I have no interest in telling you about me. I am an asshole."


"Enough about me, what about you?"
"Oh, well. I'm not really good at this."
"It's not hard. Just say whatever's on your mind."
"I... I don't know what to tell you."
"I don't know, just not, 'I'm Ben and I love Maths.' That would be bad." Laughing.
Laughing with Ruth. "I hate Maths."
"Oh, me, too."
"I was never fond of learning. I'm a high school drop out."


"Oh, me, too."
"I was never fond of learning. I'm a devil worshiper."

I'm an anarchist."

I'm a bag boy at a grocery store."

I'm a serious artist."
I'm an actor."
"Really? Have you been in films?"
"No, just on the stage."
"Oh." Looking at watch. "Shit, I have to go. Time for a total body liposuction!"


"Oh." Looking at watch. "Shit, I have to go. We should talk again sometime."
"I don't think that's a good idea."


"Oh." Looking at watch. "Shit, I have to go. We should talk again sometime."
"Yeah. Sure."
"How about tomorrow afternoon? Here? This table?"
"Tomorrow's not good for me."


"How about tomorrow afternoon? Here? This table?"
"Yeah. Let's hope this table isn't full."