Damn my coffee addiction....

So I walk into my local Starbucks this morning as I do every morning and the barista calls out my drink as he does every morning, cause I have what some may call a habit and he knows my drink before I open my mouth.... So I feel someone looking at me, and turn around. There he is, gotta be at least 6'5 but i am not sure cause I dont have my heels on and my dimensions are a little thrown off. But he is over 6' tall and handsome..."excuse me" he says..nice voice ...did I pay for my coffee yet? "i couldn't help but stare...u are beautiful..and I am always drawn to beauty." (wow that was sweet I think) "thank you" I say and smile.....thinking I should get his info..damn i need coffee now. "exquisite..." he says. (oh my) "u are such a flatterer" as say as i turn to pay for my coffee....how long is it gonna be before my grande skim mocha with whip is done..i look over the counter for my drink and plan to flirt a little more as we wait for our coffee... "have a great day beautiful" he says walking out the door. My mind is still focused on the caffeine fix it desperately needs and only half registers that, this possibility is floating out of the door. Mocha now...damn these people in front of me....why is her order so complicated.... who orders a "Double Ristretto Venti Nonfat Organic Chocolate Brownie Frappuccino Extra Hot with Foam and Whipped Cream" ...damn .....coffee i need coffee now! ah coffee .....I look up and my now fully functioning brain realizes that Mister Compliment is gone...this 6'+ beauty with a great smile and sexy voice, and - i think my subconscious registered a nice suit & tie under his open coat...who called me exquisite at 9am in the morning before i even put on any makeup...he has gone on about his day and i am left holding my grande skim mocha with whip.. damn that caffeine feels good going down....maybe I'll see him tomorrow.....