Sitting on a park bench

A man sits on a bench reading. He takes up much of the space. He's average. A woman comes, impossibly skinny, sees some space on the bench. She looks around, as if to look around for another bench. Nothing. She sits next to him, taking up a snall amount of space and so gently as if to not disturb the air around the man. He glances at her, blankly, then scoots over slightly. She waits, then slowly moves closer to the middle of the bench. With enough space, the both relax their legs a bit. Their knees touch, then move away.

Man : Sorry.
Woman : Oh. Sorry.

She pulls out a sandwich and begins eating it. She takes small bites. He turns the page. Their knees slip again. She fumbles with her sandwich and it falls apart in her lap. The man stands adjusts more, then realizes her sandwich fell.

Man : Oh. Jeez. I'm sorry - I.
Woman : No - it's me. I'm so clumsy. God. My pants.

She wipes off her pants. Some of the sandwich has fallen on the ground, he reaches down to pick it up.

Man : Here's your -

he clears his throat.

Man : Here's your meat.

She smiles.

Woman : Thank you.

She puts her sandwich in a napkin and puts it to the side. He continues reading. She puts her head phones on and walks away, passing him. He glances after she's gone and keeps reading.