Has It Really Been That Long? (Pt. 2)

The classroom was on the third floor of an older building adjacent to Washington Square Park and didn't have an elevator. After class the whole class would clomp down three flights of wide stairs and I took this opportunity to chat. It was probably the second or third session that I suggested going to a nearby place for a cup of coffee after class and we did so. I think the place was on Broadway just a couple of blocks away and near the subway station that one of us used to get home. It wasn't far from a Mexican restaurant that I had been to a few times with Bud and Roy. After coffee I walked her to the subway stop and then walked to my station. I was interested.