“I’d love one,” I said. And then, as I was trying to place her and feeling embarrassed that I couldn’t, “I’m sorry, but I’m blanking on your name.”
“Do we know each other?” she asked, sounding a little surprised.
As far as I could tell, we didn’t. She’d just offered a complete stranger a fresh fig, because she wanted to. No other reason.
People are pretty cool, sometimes.