A mutual acquaintance introduced them, saying you will like him. Athletic, handsome but graying, not pretentious, a good listener is he. The conversation began some minutes before either one spoke, for both Jan and Kirsten looked all around the room, at its simplicity and its emptiness, and in both of their minds their attention kept returning to each other, until sitting side by side they seemed to be one.
The world did not exist outside of this room.
Kirsten spoke first:
“What a perfect night!”
Foolish she thought, regretting her start, but Jan agreed.