Me: So, are you seeing anyone?
Carly: I don't know it's sort of it's hard to explain it's really just a long breakup...
Me: That's cool. (It wasn't.) What does he do?
Carly: He's a fiddle player.
It wasn't until later, when I'd had time to think about the unexpected and amazing events of that day, that I realized that if this goes anywhere (it may, it may not, it's not my call) I may end up playing second fiddle to an actual real life fiddle player.
