"I don't know why I feel this way." the girl said to Marc. He was sat down in arm chair, on his phone. She was cleaning a table next to him.
"But do I know you? There's like something about you, I don't know." She said. Marc had been training for years to avoid this, avoid being found out as the
Blue Man
but some part of him didn't care anymore.
"I don't think so."
"Its just weird you got that drink."
"Ha, yeah, I know its just my usual."
"I've never seen you here before."
"At my usual place. Uh east out east." Marc said.
She was wiping the table down next to him, then went to clear the cups that were there before.
"Its just weird, Im sorry if this is weird, but I just I feel like I know you."
"Haha, I get that a lot." He said. She looked up at him, in a very serious way, but didn't say much else.
He drank a little more of his drink, and looked around.
It felt like she wanted to say more, but instead she cleaned the other tables in cafe. She made the lights brighter, seeming to tell people to leave. But Marc just sat in his place.
