The duty free shop was crowded and you bumped into me while we were waiting in line. I was a tall lady (almost at your eye level), wearing a white blouse. You apologized in your nice accent, your eyes flickered to my blouse and you whispered with a twinkle in your eye that one of my buttons were undone.

Embarrassed, I turned, fixed it, and didn’t say anything to you again. I should have said thanks and asked where you were from.

If we run into each other again, let’s smoke a cigar together.

Tags: Austria, business man, duty free, Europe, Vienna
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