Love and Iced Tea

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two women in a booth. One was older than the other, and judging by the way she talked to the younger woman, she was probably her mother. She was certainly telling her something that appeared important, at least to the older woman. Her hair was dyed too dark for her aging skin. Here eyelashes were too heavy. Were they false? Why would a woman her age wear false eyelashes? She was small and thin and focused upon what she was saying to the younger woman. Eiji's eyes went to the younger woman, and that is when something happened. He felt like  hhhe had been shoved or something. He wasn't quite sure, since he had never experienced anything like this before in his life. Whatever it was, he forcibly stopped himself from gasping. What was happening to him? Yes. The woman was the most beautiful he had ever seen with that Irish/Scottish coloring of black hair, ivory skin, and flashing blue eyes. Internally, he felt quite shaken and he didn't know why. "Who is the pretty woman with the black hair sitting with the older woman at that table?" he asked.