So on my way to work I get to a red light. A mail truck is in the lane left of me waiting to turn left. I pull forward and see a latina chick, maybe late twenties, decent looking. She's sitting in the right seat so she's closer to me. I've been watching a lot of rsd so I'm feeling like Fuck it who cares. I roll down my window and yell the first thing that comes to mind. "hey. Nice car." She laughs. We banter about twenty seconds about how she doesn't have ac, and the nice weather. Then her light turned green as I desperately yell "wait! What's your numbeeeer!"

Ok, no I didn't do that. She said have a nice day and I went along my way feeling like the man. No close. But, it feels good being in the moment and being outcome independent.