There was a man and a woman in the mall. Both of them walked to the food court because the wanted a snack. The man arrived at the Cinnabon and waited in line. Moments later, the woman arrived and stood behind the man.
The man ordered one Cinnabon. The worker took the last Cinnabon from the warm display case, placed it inside the take out box, closed it, and handed it to the man. The man took his credit card from his wallet to pay. He didn't notice he took the last Cinnabon. The woman didn't notice either as she waited patiently to get her Cinnabon. Both were thinking about their desire to eat a Cinnabon to be in a cheerful mood..
The man holding his Cinnabon walked to the left of the ordering counter to put the credit card back in his wallet. The woman ordered her Cinnabon. The worker said we're out of Cinnabons and she must wait 12 minutes for a new batch. The man overheard the worker.
The man made eye contact and smiled sincerely to the woman. "Would you like to share my Cinnabon?" said the man.
The woman was surprised and speechless. She looked at the man and then the Cinnabon. The cinnamon filled the air that created a sweet smell within the man and woman. She made eye contact with the man and smiled back with joy. "Yes, I would like to share. I must drink milk when I eat a Cinnabon. Let me buy two milks."
A shock was felt in the man's spine. "Great! Meet me over there." He pointed to the open table nearby. He took two forks and napkins from the counter. Then he walked to the table. The woman got the two milks and then walked to the table opposite the man sitting.
The man handed one of the forks to the woman and said, "Hello, my name is . . .
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