The shortest distance between two points

While at the bus stop in a semi-sketchy part of downtown, a man approached the stop. I tried to look my toughest which, being 5'2", only goes so far. He said "Hey! You're a real diamond in the rough!" which made me laugh because it was such an awesomely ridiculous thing to say at 11 PM at a bus stop to a stranger, but hey, not in San Francisco. Anyway, as I smiled, he lit up and went on to tell me a story about how he's 39 and he used to be "what some people might call a Gigolo". " At that point I started to wonder if he was going to ask me to prostitute myself and work for him. But he continued saying that now the Lord has shown him that he needs to appreciate the beauty He creates, but he can just "look, not touch"... thank god. He said something about how I was like the sunshine (it's amazing how often I've been compared to sunshine since moving to the Bay Area), so again I laughed. He said "In geometry, I learned the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. And your teeth are a straight line." Haha! I told him to thank the braces. Then he asked me for fifty cents. I told him sorry, and that my bus was arriving to which he replied, "Can't wait to watch you strut that catwalk onto the bus". And that I did.