On his way to their first date, at a kosher restaurant in Midtown, Mr. Altman called to make sure she was running on time. Ms. From said she had a headache. He offered to bring some Tylenol he had on hand; she asked if he could pick up some Excedrin instead.
“The clincher for me was, he also bought me a bottle of water to swallow it with,” she said. “I hadn’t even asked for it.”
Sunday, January 10, 2010
You Just Never Know What A Bottle of Water Will Do
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