Perhaps maybe Not using a band is just the start of this deception.
Jimmy seemed too good to be real. Joan came across him one when she served him a cortado at her coffee shop morning. She was had by him swooning over their familiarity with Asian coffee tradition very quickly.
“He knows reasons for coffee that even baristas and roasters don’t, and he works in finance!” she said. He had been high, dark and handsome, and hailed from Staten Island. He had been mystical, and stated he hated social networking. It just wasn’t his thing. Oh and telephone telephone calls? Too impersonal.