We had exchanged a few texts, and I was waiting for him at the entrance of platform D, in Gare de Lyon. A quarter of an hour after our theorical meeting time, I received a text from him, saying he was in Place d’Italie (half an hour ago from Gare de Lyon but hey, the guy is Italian ^{no, Paola, please, don’t do that… No ! It hurts !}). We ended meeting halfway, on Quai de la Rapée platform.

That’s how it started, yes.