Well...it was over a meal. I don't know where we were. She was telling me about her day. I think she might be a waitress. Then she asked me how classes had gone that day and if I've thought more about my thesis.

Simple things but...it was how she described what happened to her that made me realize now that she knows me well. She told me what everyone looked like and their attitudes so I could have my own picture in my head of her story. So this is someone who's rearranged how they've talked so they can always keep me informed to the best of my ability. There's none of that...well, I can kind of tell when people around her go a little quiet, they're nodding their head or doing something they know I can't see but they can't help themselves. She didn't do any of that. So I think whoever this is knows me very very well.