There's this place I like to get breakfast on my way to work sometimes. There's like 4 people who work there, and they're there every morning. I like the guy behind the counter. He's pleasant. Sometimes he jokes with the person in front of me in line, but not me, and I feel insecure.
Today I went in and went to the big glass case to look at my pastry options. He was singing along to the radio.
After a few seconds, he saw me and said, from behind the case, "Oh! You caught me in a candid moment."
From my side of the case, I took a little glance at him, mumbled, and finally said, "Yeah... and I'm glad I did."
From his side of the case: "I'm really good at singing, you know."
From my side: Mumble, mumble, "I can see that."
Then, I ordered my food, and he asked me if I wanted my pastries heated up in the microwave. And he doesn't always ask that to everyone. I like to think he just does it for his favorites.
The truth is that there were at least 400 more interesting things to say than what I came up with. For instance,
Him: I'm really good at singing, you know.
Me: You don't have to tell me twice.
Same message, better delivery. Do you see what I'm saying?