I'm sitting. A security guard is absentmindedly strolling around and has his back to me. He backs into my leg.
"I am so sorry!" He says. "Your energy must've just pulled me right to you." I laugh.
"That happens all the time," I joke.
"I'm sure it does," he says smiling, and then more seriously. "I'm sure it does." And then the curious security guard wandered off.