We spend a wonderful couple of hours just wandering, window-shopping. It's amazing how many shops can be crammed into such a small area. Small streets... sometimes so small no modern day car can get down them. And nearly all for the tourist. Occasionally a real local shop, selling pots and pans, or a bakery. One we stop at and buy a pastry each. We eat them as we continue to explore.Then it's time, all shopped out. The shops start to close for the afternoon siesta. But some stay open. For us it's. At that time, I was on top of a tree branch resting when I heard a woman voice, shouting, calling for someone. I quickly jumped in front of her wanting to help her. But she got scared, started running away from me. But then she suddenly hit her head and fell unconscious on the ground.I went close to her to see her face clearly. That’s when I fell in love with her. Unlike we people, Sakshi had a brown skin. She was beautiful but was covered in weird colorful things called ‘clothes’. Despite. I walked straight up to the girls, and suddenly, all conversation stopped.I looked at Misaki and gave her my best smile.“Would you do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight?”“I, uh,” she stammered.Her stunned look was priceless. Before we could say anything else, Mr. Otsuki hustled over. He’d been eavesdropping.“Hang on! Stop!” he barked out. “I need you to do that again, and I want the same reaction.”Misaki looked around, dumbfounded, as did the rest of the cast.Hana quickly came over. His hair was very thin on top and the little that he had was turning gray from his natural black. A full well groomed gray goatee confirmed the fact that he had transitioned from black to grey and also he took pride in how he looked. “My name is Cassie, I expect you meet my type a lot at these truck stops.” I said. “You know girls in distress.” “Hi Cassie, my name is Buddy. Stop right here and I will fill your tire.” He replied ignoring the second half of my comment. “You don’t have to do.