"Wait, wait, wait," Ricochet said.

Ricochet grabbed Braun's arm and stopped. Braun looked at his friend who was looking in another direction. Braun followed Ricochet's gaze and saw a woman probably in her 30's with long, straight, black hair. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses but she didn't seem to be looking in their direction.

"Pretty," Braun said.
"You don't understand," Ricochet said.
"Clearly not," Braun said. "Enlighten me."
"That's Ilonka," Ricochet said.
"Who?" Braun asked.
"We went to high school together. Her father was the boss of some high tech company. He had been headhunted to the position so they had moved to USA when she was 10. She ended in my class and we dated from we were 14 to 17," Ricochet said.
"Aw, young love," Braun chuckled. "How beautiful."
"And then she left," Ricochet sighed. "They moved back home to Hungary. I never saw her again. Until now that is."

Braun looked at Ricochet. Clearly Ricochet still felt some sort of hurt of having been left by his first love. They were on the European tour, currently in Hungary for a show in Budapest tonight, and Ricochet hadn't mentioned Ilonka with a word before.

"Why didn't you reach out when you knew we would be in Hungary today?" Braun asked.
"I don't know," Ricochet answered. "I don't have her number but I could have found her on social medias probably. I guess I was too scared."
"Maybe it's for the better. It was almost 20 years ago. There's probably not much to talk about now," Braun said.
"I need to know," Ricochet said. "I'm marching right over there with all my charm and tell her..."
"Tell her what?" Braun asked.
"Hey baby, how have you been? Missed me?" Ricochet asked.
"That is not going to go over well," Braun said.
"Watch me," Ricochet said.

Ricochet cleared his throat and straightened his back. He ran a hand through his beard and took a step forward. A man walked over to Ilonka and her face lit up in a smile. The man leaned down and kissed her before taking her hand and pointing towards some restaurants and cafés as if to ask which one to choose.

"On second thought, it's best to leave the past in the past," Ricochet said.
"You think?" Braun laughed.

Ricochet spun around and pointed in the opposite direction of the restaurants and cafés Ilonka and her partner were heading.

"We're going in that direction to find a place to have lunch," Ricochet said. "You're buying, big man."