her knit hat falls out of her messenger bag by me, my table, she doesnt seem to notice, i bend over to pick it up, to give it to her, curzi is ordering coffees distracted

she looks at me

i look at her as i hand the hat back

she says: thanks

i say: no problem.

i say: is that your boyfriend?*

(*this is fiction i would never say that that is an insane question and so out if bounds and inappropriate)