Again, you said, and I said it back on the Corniche

We were walking in opposite directions on the Corniche at 6.30am, before the heat, and kept passing each other, three times in a row, because the path loops. On the third pass you grinned and said, again. I said, again. We have not met since. I walk the same loop at the same time on Thursdays, in case. It has been five Thursdays. I have said, again, to a fisherman, a jogger and a man selling nothing. None of them have said it back. I will keep going. I have a good pace.