Liz turned slightly to face Max and hoped that this will work… somehow…
When Max turned toward her, Liz became aware of her hand on his and she slowly hid her hand under the table, reminding herself not to touch him unless it's absolutely necessary.
"You can say that our first meeting was an accident…", Liz paused and looked at Max expectantly.
Max understood that she wants him to continue but he is not sure what to say, so he went with some generic cheesy line that came to his mind.
"I would call it a fate."
Liz approves of his effort. It sounds romantic.
"It was a moment when we needed something from each other.", she said.
"Definitely." He raised an eyebrow letting her know that at this rate, they are in trouble.
"I needed a shelter from the rain.", Liz gave him a knowing look, hoping that he will understand.
Max's eyes lit up. He figured it out! She is wants to talk about the Monday morning. It was raining, and she got to his car. Thinking about that Monday…
