Might as well walk; it's not that far. (Movies)

You head for the elevator, getting in and hitting the button for the first floor. Your apartment is on the fifth floor, so it's not too surprising when it slows to a stop on the fourth floor. A guy a few years older than yourself is standing on the other side as the doors open. He stares at you for a moment, almost forgetting to get on before the doors close. You get a good look at him, as well. He's around 6'4", and clearly strong, wearing what seems to be work out clothes. He has gorgeous green eyes and fluffy red hair, along with a handsomely strong jawline. You feel yourself blushing again, finally registering the situation. You duck your head slightly, trying to hide behind your hair.

He clears his throat as you pass the third floor, making you jump.

"I uh... don't think we've met," he begins, looking over at you with a brilliant smile on his face. "I'm Tony."

"John..." you stutter, turning to see him as well. He has a hand extended, so you shake it. His grip is strong; unsurprising, based on his obvious musculature.

"That's a lovely name," he comments. "Almost as lovely as you." At his wink, you giggle nervously. "Here," he says, pulling out a pen and sticky note from his pocket. He writes something down, then hands it to you as the elevator arrives at its destination. With a smile and a wave, he walks out of the elevator and the building. You look at the note, finding that you now have his phone number. You blush again, hurriedly tucking the note into your bag as you rush outside as well. You shake yourself, taking a deep breath, and start heading towards the theater.