I was sitting in the Student Centre building, waiting for some other club meeting, and sipping my Tim Horton's Large Hot Chocolate ($1.52 including tax) and finishing the crossword puzzle (Imprint, really easy, they put this week's answer key up by mistake). I started shading in different squares in the answer key to make a neat checkerboard pattern. This Asian dude, about 35-45 years of age comes up and says "Hey can I talk to you?"
I'm a friendly guy, and I figure he probably has something interesting to say, and I also can't say no because I'm just sitting by myself shading in squares in the school newspaper, so I say "Hey, sure, why not."
I'm confused about what he is trying to sell me though, because we just talk about my major, how long we've lived in the area, discuss New Brunswick a bit, blah blah blah
"Yeah, I do a Bible Study Group, and we meet one on one sometimes, other times in groups, SHIFT FOCUS BACK INTO DISCUSSING DIFFERENT PARTS OF CANADA"
Before I knew it, I'd given him my phone number. Actually, he was a nice guy, so I don't mind, and I'm always looking for Christians who are knowledgeable about their faith to ask them about the scene where Jesus kills a fig tree for not giving him any figs even though it was out of season. And he was surprisingly receptive to hearing me talk about class structure in the Atlantic Provinces originating from differing Christian denominations. I'm not sure what denomination he is, and I'm a bit worried he's a Jehovah's Witness or something (though, the ones who try to convert me are always so friendly. I invited some Mormons to a Pagan Gathering once when they happened to drop by right before I left, but they turned me down), but I kind of look forward to seeing who else he's got to talk to.
Worst case scenario is he rapes me.