Ana-Lucia Cortez looked at the man who sat next to her at the bar. She could see he was troubled and needed someone to talk to. He looked like he felt like she had done for already a few years, totally lost. Still he had something attractive, something that gave her pleasant and secure feeling. He also smiled at her in a way, which made her melt from the inside at once. She knew that this was a man, who would understand her and she was sure that she would understand him too.
Then her stupid phone rang. Her first impression was broken. His name was Jack. When she walked away, she wondered what his first impression of her was.