The two of them had the exact same ideas. Pure mathematics could’ve proven it. They agreed on every weakness, shared a common sense of inadequacy and they equally longed to be misconstrued. They spoke different languages, though. Mutually exclusive terms, failing to come full circle — abashed, if anything. And, consequently, they talked past each other — big time. So, at precisely 1:07PM (or 13:07), after coffee and cakes, they left their table, exchanged an awkward smile, and kept wondering what all that has been about.