I had just went to the bathroom, and I was making my hike down the long hallway back to where my group was all huddled--by the photo-booth thinking if we all stand close enough to it this detour would take less time. And there is Max walking--I believe either to the bathroom or to the patisserie I had just passed.
I don't remember if I had made eye contact with him, yet (but) I do know no words had been exchanged (we never said anything to each other actually). But all of a sudden--it was as if the same song had magically started in both of our heads at the same time--we both started dancing. By the time we were close, he automatically held out his hand as I instinctively took it and quickly began twisting with him. And as soon as it started, he spun me down the hall in the direction of the photo-booth, and he continued walking to which ever destination he had in mind. We continued our dancing for a moment longer, but both of us resumed our daily gait at--again--the same time, pretending as if what had just happened was completely normal, and that there was nothing worth discussing. Yet I know/knew--oh god what did i know--I knew it was something unrepeatably special.
