The person in front of her was actually Henry Ford, which really surprised and delighted Iris Harris. Perhaps his demeanor was too distinctive; seeing him felt like a refreshing spring breeze.
Henry Ford smiled and walked over to sit in front of her, "I was passing by and saw you here having coffee, so I thought I'd stop by."
Iris Harris heard this and smiled, "What a coincidence."
Henry Ford looked at her expression and smiled as well, "Yes, quite a coincidence."
Iris chatted with him for a couple of sentences, then quickly remembered the matter of someone following her. Seeing Henry Ford sitting there obliviously, she couldn't help but say softly, "Mr. Ford, are you busy? I'm afraid I'm not suited to chat with you right now."
"What's wrong?" Henry Ford glanced at her.
"It's like this..." Iris said somewhat awkwardly, "You probably can't see... but just now, someone was following me. Being with me might bring you some unnecessary trouble."
