You open the door of the shop, start to walk in.
But before you can even pass through, the girl behind the counter blurts out a question.
“If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?”
Bopping along to the humdrum store music, she notes your hesitation, adds a qualifier. “Could be anytime in history too.”
“Me? I’d be on Soul Train!”
“Damn,” you think. Now that’s a good answer.