Today I had lunch at Metropole and there was this guy (who looked French) sitting across the room. I couldn't see his face clearly (but I know he was staring at his feet) while my sister insisted that he was cute. So when we were about to leave, I snatched the Nikon and aimed it at his face (no, I was just using the lens as a telescope, not planning on documenting his face, pssh). Just when I was aiming at him, he looked up. I panicked and switched the camera angle towards the bread table.
Argh, it's like he has telepathy.
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