Last night I went to the convenience store across the street from where I'm staying to pick up a drink before retiring for the evening. I recognised the guy at the cashier (I think he owns the place), and when I went to go pay the shopkeep smiled and shyly stammered belated.... across the counter. Belated! He was wishing me a belated Valentine's Day!
I was hoping you would come in yesterday, but you didn't, he said.
