Remember when I talked about some guys at the deli downstairs who just stare at me? Well just a while ago the main one said more than 'Hi' to me. I had a craving for chocolate. A baaaad craving too.

"Como estas mi amigo ... "

I was too busy with my eyes focused through my glasses at the cookies, apple juice and Hagen Daz ice cream bar to even respond.

"Muy bien?" he asked.

I sort of just nodded and then looked up at him. He seemed sorta confident with an almost smug look on his face. He stared right through me. I looked back down at my stuff and thought that I might really like this ice cream bar and want another one ... so I asked ....

"What time do you guys close?"

"8 ... Why? Are you coming back?" he smiled.

"Maybe," I took my change and grabbed the bag. "Thanks."