With a little more forethought, both characters in the original story could have prepared for their day by making a flask of weak lemon drink and some small sandwiches wrapped in greaseproof paper. If they had sat outside, perhaps on a bench in a small park, the conversation could have revolved around them getting to know one another, maybe arranging to meet up again for lunch in a day or so.
A little give and take, a little compromise, then one day perhaps their hands might touch while passing a Ferrero Rocher and a dull ember may have turned into a full blown flame.
But no. Another opportunity to make the world a slightly nicer place has been lost, another