All these years later we’re still laughing about it. We tell the story differently, with the exception of one part. You say I went to kiss you first, I say you went to kiss me. I say I went to kiss you because I saw you were leaning in to kiss me, you say that’s your reason for leaning in. More laughter.
Action = Reaction
Everyone exchanges glances at one another, a kind of cosmic knowing; it was meant to happen.
At the end of the tale someone always asks “so who did kiss first?” to which I’ll say “did Han shoot first, or Greedo?” Doesn’t matter anymore.