You decided that talking to her first is the best approach, so you walk up to her. She is doing what looks to be a difficult pose, with her hands holding her up and her legs up against her body.
"Doesn't that hurt or anything," you say as you get near enough.
The woman greets you with a warm smile. "It's very hard, but it's also very good for my fitness and health."
She appears to be very friendly. "Am I interrupting anything important? I'm ____, what's your name?"
"Oh no, just a few yoga exercises. My name is Chelsea, nice to meet you." she shakes your hand and motions you to sit next to her. She goes for her bag to retrieve a bottle of water, giving you the perfect view of her soles. They were taken care of well and had a lovely pink blush to it. You return your attention to Chelsea once she seats back down.
"So what was that pose called?" you ask to keep the conversation going.
"It's called Bakasana, or the Crane," Chelsea explain. "It's not for beginners for sure."
"So you've been doing this for awhile?"
Chelsea takes a large sip of water before answering. "Yes, for about 5 years now. I usually do it at the gym, but it was such a nice day today, so I decided to do it outside."
"I wish I could do that," you say. Honestly, you could care less, but you felt like you were making a connection with the yoga hottie.
She smiles at you. "Well, I'm glad someone as young as you are has interest in this. Your 18? 19 maybe? I wish I was interested in yoga back then."
"Could you teach me?" you ask. This, you felt, was your entry point.
Chelsea thought about for a second. She looked over your clothes. "Well, you aren't exactly dressed for this, and I'm actually about to head home soon."
You pretend to be disappointed. "I'll do something for you if you teach me how to do yoga, please teach me?"
She laughs and your apparent desire to learn. "Now what could you do for me young man?"
"I could give you a foot massage!" you blurt out. You immediately regret saying that so soon. Now she was going to think you're a freak.
But Chelsea just smiles and laughs again. "Well, that's very tempting, since my feet are a bit tired from practice today." She looks down at her long, pedicured feet. "Are you sure you wouldn't mind the stink though? I'm sure they smell terrible."
Realizing you couldn't be too obvious, you try to downplay it. "I guess I would be ok with it. I just thought I would offer it."
Chelsea thinks about it for a few seconds...
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