Whisper to her

"What's going on?" You ask her, quietly.

"You were guiding her, successfully, without even touching her," the girl says. "Your energy and hers were in sync."

"I...don't know what that means," you say.

"It means one of two things," the girl whispers back. "Either you have a natural spiritual connection with her, or you are spiritually gifted."

You're open to either. Both sound good. Or maybe a spiritual connection with this girl? "I'm Ryan," you say.

"Yasmin Ortega," she whispers back. "I'm sorry. You just impressed me, is all. We can go back to resting."

You suppose that works as an introduction. Maybe less is more. You rest and finish your yoga class.

After the end of the yoga class, the sandy blonde-haired girl approaches you outside. You see now that she definitely is blushing.

"Uh, hi," she says. "I just want to talk to you...because...well, you know."

Because I helped you, but also because my hands were on your hips and we don't even know each other's names.

"No problem," you say. "My name is Ryan."

"Ryan," she nods. "Okay. Uh. Alice."

Alice? Where have you heard that name bef-

"Alice Davis," she says.

Davis. Like Brandon Davis. Oh god. Oh no.

"Oh. Uh," no sense hiding it. "I think I might be your brother's roommate."

"Wait?" She looks you up and down. "Ryan Brown. You're Ryan Brown?"

"So my reputation precedes me. What did he say?"