Fake Empire
He caught her singing "Fake Empire" near the deli section. She was filling her bowl at the olive bar and swaying to the beat.
He made his way over to her casually. He was always a shoegazer. "Compliment her copper hair?" He asked himself. "Make a joke about her singing? No no no". Then, she was gone. Around the corner before he could muster his courage. He wandered some more but no luck running into her again. A wave of relief swept over him. His approaches never really worked anyway.
After getting in his car he opened his box of donuts and turned on the radio. As he pulled out of his spot he heard a scream. There she was. He had nearly run her over. He shot out of his car and looked at her. She was waiting for him to say something. He had powder from the donut in his mouth and on his face. He just held it up, as of to say "I'm sorry, this donut was so delicious it blinded me and I couldn't see you." She squinted and laughed.
"You almost ran me over and that's what you have to say?" She scolded.
"Olives." He said. "You like Olives?"
"What?"
"I saw you at the olive bar singing "Fake Empire". I wanted to say hi but you left."
"Oh.... well, this is your chance to say hi." She said and blushed.