As you take a bite of your pancakes, you notice a small black notebook resting next to your plate on the table. You open it up and see it looks to be a kind of journal or a log. The entry dated to the day before, read: “Met an incredibly pretty girl tonight. We sat for a while and chatted. She seems friendly, but I can tell she is guarded. I’m not sure why. I was attracted to her kindness and humility. I hope to see her again.”