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I could not finish my meal as it was always too much to eat for one person, so I told the waiter that I would like to have the remaining food to go. That is when I caught the young Indian woman laughing. I asked her with that pretty smile of yours, why are you laughing. She replied I was wondering how much of that chicken briyani you were going to eat before you surrendered. I replied yep, they always give you enough for two to three people. I always get the remaining food to go. By the way my name is Ralph and you with the pretty smile and wonderfully long jet black hair what is your name. She responded Kanti. I then said that name matches your beauty. Not only did I get a smile from Kanti, she started blushing. I then asked her what she had ordered. Kanti said Masala Dosa. I then said you ate the whole thing and Kanti replied I have a big appetite. I then said “really”. That got a sharp steer from Kanti. All I could do was to smile. I then quickly asked do you come here a lot. Kanti said about 3 or 4 times a month usually on Fridays. This is my favorite restaurant. At this point the waiter came back with my check. I was finished boxing up my remaining food to go. At that point I said Kanti it was a pleasure talking to you. I truly enjoyed my meal and also looking at your gorgeous face.

Take care and enjoy the rest of your weekend.

So on the next Friday I made it a point to go to the same restaurant hoping to see Kanti again. I ordered Masala Dosa just to see how that tasted. It was ok but I would not order it again. Well I ate really slow hoping that Kanti would show up, well not my lucky day as she did not show up. The next weekend it was raining on that Friday. I again went to the same restaurant around the same time.As I was seated and about to order Kanti entered the restaurant.

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My name is Ralph. I am a light skin Black man. I am 25 years old. I am 6-4 in height and weigh 190 pounds.

I have a slight muscular build.

I live in Jersey City, New Jersey.

In Jersey City there is large population of Indian people. There is a section of Jersey City that has a street of continuous Indian restaurants. I frequent some of these restaurants maybe twice a month. And it is here that my story starts.

It was on a rainy Friday night when I went to a restaurant on Newark Avenue in Jersey City.

Once in the restaurant I dried off a little. Then I was seated at a table near the back. When the waiter came to take my order, I told him I do not need a menu as I knew exactly what I wanted to order. So it was that I ordered chicken biryani mild. I also told the waiter that I wanted to place a takeout order of Chicken Samosa. As I was placing my order I spotted a young Indian woman looking at me. As I glanced over to see her looking at me I casually smiled at her. She quickly turned away. I then noticed her pretty face and her really long shiny jet black hair that was in
a braided ponytail.
While enjoying my meal i caught this young Indian woman occasionally looking at me.On each occasion i smiled at her. A few times she would briefly smile back at me