8:32 P.M.

A slightly crowded 7/11

Fluorescent lights shine above

Large windows line the front wall

Reflecting a dimly lit parking lot

An outdated song playing quietly in the background

An elderly woman exclaiming loudly at the young cashier

Attempts to pay only a quarter

For a 75 cent fountain drink

Two people mill around the aisles

One sifting between the sour candy options

One examining the prices of baby formula

The woman’s yells gets louder

Her demands more intense 

The cashier yells back 

Angry voices ricochet off the product lined shelves 

The two people look up 

Glancing towards the woman

Then towards the cashier

Eyebrows raised in amusement 

Eyes widened in dismay

And before they return down to their feet

They briefly meet from across the top of the aisle

Creases in the corner of both eyes turn upwards

Unsaid jokes traveling through the space between them

For a split second they are lifelong friends

The kind that know each other so well they can finish each other's sentences

Two stand up comedians

Smiling at each other while a joke erupts a crowd into laughter 

Two late night show hosts

Both sitting on set 

Interviewing a celebrity

Live audience to watch

The imaginary vision suddenly clears

The crowds laughter fading into that same radio song 

Both people glance away

Continuing with their life

Cashier finally giving in 

Taking the quarter

The woman’s swearing subsides 

Everyone involved soon to forget 

The invisible magic that took place

In the slightly crowded 7/11

At 8:32 P.M.