''When she finishes the last bit of clothes, and closes the door of the washer to start it, she stands up straight and turns toward him...''
A sudden jolt of energy which feels both like panic and excitement fills her heart. It's Jack White, originally from the band 'The White Stripes'. I suppose being in a laundromat in downtown L.A. comes with some BIG perks. He starts opening his lips to greet her, and all she thinks is how slowly time is moving and how perfectly moisturized his lips seem to be. She looks up into his eyes as he speaks, and sees the mesmerizing twinkle shining back at her. A secretive and soft voice comes out, asking her... "What's your name?" She responds coyly, and smiles back at him as she says, "Jill". Jack is instantly amused she noticed, I am sure he was considering the possibility of one day courting her and being introduced as, Jack and Jill. She saw his amusement and she too snickered a bit. He replies back to her, "I wanted to see if you would be interested in joining me for lunch this afternoon, there is this great place that serves the greatest tasting burgers and steak fries in the whole entire universe of universes... you want to come with me?" She hesitates a moment, wondering if he is someone she can truly trust after just barely meeting... "Of course! Wouldn't miss it for the entire galaxy of universes of the universe! When is a good time for you?" "Well I popped in here today, thinking I left something on the counter, and when I got here, of course it was gone... so I sat down on that bench over there (pointing) and started texting my good friend letting him know that I couldn't find what I came in for, until I noticed you walking in. You took my complete breath away. However... you need time to do those clothes, girl! When are you going to be finished up here?" She completely forgot that she was even doing laundry, and she would readily let it go to go on a lunch date with Jack White. "Hmm. let's just go now? I like to be spontaneous, these clothes can wait." He offers out his arm for her to hold, and they walked out the heavy front glass door of the laundromat and headed off to lunch.
To Be Continued...
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