“Ah... but this is different, huh? That was lace, this is silk. A whole different story.” I joke

He laughs saying, “Oh, yeah? I didn't get it at all then.”

“Men are always like that.” I comment. We smile at each other. He drinks his coffee and then says goodbye.

“Ah... I didn't introduce myself. I'm Paul.” he shakes his head at missing out a proper introduction.

“Hello. I'm Eliza.” I raise my hand towards him for a handshake.

“Like Eliza Doolittle... That’s nice. I'd like to be your Pygmalion.” He comments, leaving me speechless.

We shake hands and when we touch, a strange sensation arises inside me. Something I...