Rain pours down outside, running over the leaded windowpanes.

I'm reading - don't really pay attention when someone sits beside me, but after a few minutes I look up, smile.
"What's up?"

A silence, then:
"I'm wondering whether to kiss you."

My mouth goes dry, my pulse is racing, and blood thunders in my ears. What do I say? Something witty, sophisticated, intelligent?
"Uh... flip a coin?"
Or, maybe not.
An eyebrow is raised, a smile, and a coin produced.

"Heads I do, then."

We both watch it; spun, caught ... and it's tails.
Oh well...

"Tails. So... I guess I kiss you..."