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After a hard day at work, you entered the elevator where a young girl stood in work clothes like you, she silently looked at the wall, not paying any attention to you, and on her head were headphones from which the Smiths group was playing.
You simply adored this band and couldn't help but exchange a few words with them.
You turned your head towards her and said questioningly with a smile:

• Smiths?

She didn't turn her head and quickly said:

• Hello.

You looked away for a second and nervously squeezed your forearm:

• I love Smiths...

She finally took off her headphones and looked at you:

• What?

You repeated more confidently:
— I said I love the Smiths.

Her eyes widened and she froze in surprise.

You said, embarrassed and awkward:

• You... have excellent taste.

She still stared at you in surprise and said happily:

• You like the Smiths..

You smiled and said:

• Yes.
  then they sang a line from the song that was playing in her headphones.
• Adore

You impressed that elevator girl.
Having reached our floor, we slowly and leisurely exited, leaving her in admiration and shock.

• Holy shit..
  That was the last thing you heard before heading towards your apartment.