She was just coming out of the shop when she bumped into him.
“Oh hello there!” he greeted her. At first, she didn’t recognize him.
“Oh, hi, how are you?” she remembered who he was.
“I’ve just bought a present for my sister, remember her?”
“Of course, I do. How can I forget her? Is it her birthday?”
“It’s their anniversary, actually… anyway, got to dash…”
“OK, bye for now.” And they walked back in different directions.
“How can I forget his sister – she stole my husband,” she mused.