It's routine you see, sometime after lunch I travel down the 19 floors it takes to get out of my office and walk over to Dunkin Donuts to fill up on a medium coffee (because in my opinion they happen to have the best coffee). My office mate seems to think the official afternoon coffee time is 3pm but this past Friday it was about an hour earlier. Coffee in hand I returned to my building and hopped into an elevator with a very lively woman. Once the elevator doors closed she looked over and said something like "coffee huh, need it to get through the rest of Friday?" to which I replied "I've been getting coffee after lunch for so long it's just kind of a ritual at this point". She proceeded to tell me I should really try "Naked Chocolate". Having never heard of Naked Chocolate I was intrigued and yet wondering if this was her way of flirting with me. She continued by explaining the location of Naked Chocolate (well at least now I knew it was a place and not a thing) and how they have some sort of deep chocolate mixed with espresso.
I introduced myself and thanked her for the suggestion as she leapt from the elevator on the 17th floor.
The following day returning home from class downtown I'm stuck in traffic on Walnut street jamming to the radio when what appears as I look to my right but a store called "Naked Chocolate" the front nearly all glass and people sitting a two person tables as happy as can be (did you read the article about how enough chocolate ingested over a certain period of time is similar to the effects of taking one of the street drugs - which one I can't remember?).
So thank you 17th floor Michelle (what your name will always be to me) for taking the time to introduce me to Naked Chocolate.
Tom
I introduced myself and thanked her for the suggestion as she leapt from the elevator on the 17th floor.
