It was a sunny afternoon and I was happy. Why was I happy? Well, I was in the drive thru at my favorite fast food place, Taco Bell! I had already ordered my food and was patiently waiting for the wonderful workers to prepare the delicious delicacies that I would soon feast on. As I sat there, I couldn't help daydreaming about the exquisite taco that was just inside the shabby building.

And then it happened.

The car in front of me slowly drove away, giving me space to pull up to the window. The fresh scent of lettuce and tomatoes, the sharp smell of cheddar cheese, and the sound of paper wrap greeted me as I snapped out of my reverie. The lovely man working the register opened the window, took my money, and quickly handed me my Diet Pepsi.

He turned to retrieve the small bag containing my taco as the window slid back into place. I noticed that some of his co-workers were laughing, probably at a joke made at his expense. He returned to the window with my food and smiled.

"Have a nice day! I love you!" He said while passing me my parcel.

"Thanks! I love you too!" I replied thoughtlessly.

Our eyes connected and I felt awkward. I slowly pressed my foot on the gas pedal and my car crept forward. Suddenly realizing that I was holding up the line, I sped up a bit, leaving the Taco Bell drive thru.

The man at the window leaned out of the small portal to watch my car speed away.

"I don't know who you are, but I swear I will find you one day."

He closed the window to collect the next customers order.