perfect match

I am in a coffee shop, I am grading, or I should be grading, but. There is a couple sitting next to me. He is in the army, it is so easy to know that in this city. She is an immigrant, maybe? Her accent sounds like mine, y’s for j’s, r’s rolled a bit too much. They met online. This is their first date. They might have been for a while because at this point he is telling her what he wants from a woman. He is telling her the kind of wife he is looking for. She smiles, she nods, she agrees. She smiles. She asks him about work, his work, he says, “this is great coffee, did you like yours?” Later on he is the one asking the questions, “tell me about your first marriage.” It was her turn to say, “this is really great coffee.”