I DON'T BELIEVE WE'VE MET. BUSINESS CARD

You've been seeing that girl on the subway for a year now. You tried to smile eight months ago, but she didn't smile back (which she regrets, she was distracted, and in the week after, she tried to smile back—but you wouldn't know this, you tried to hide, your back to the crowd, your mind mired in a choral round of "She thinks I'm a creep"), and the whole thing is just getting awkward. Things are getting grim people. Maybe tomorrow you'll say something? No you won't. And if you don't do something soon, we all know this lady ship is gonna sail (and you, my friend, are not on that boat). So give yourself a chance. Hand her a little piece of ye olden times, demonstrate a little civility and panache in this frenetic, frenzied world. Charm her pants off. Give her a TCB Card and maybe a random encounter will turn into a close one? And worry not. You can just give her the card and ditch, or you can wait to hear the ice break. Either way, job well done.