i 'm certain it 's him-same shaggy beard , long hair , old clothes , posy of flowers in a buttonhole . this is a weird way to end the evening , but it 's been a weird evening . my running would not deter him from finishing what he started . i sort of want to tell him , `` i think i love you , '' because i suspect he would make a soft sound of sympathy and agree that it 's unfortunate timing . `` we stand in this square , rogers , you hear me ? 