I avoid you all week.You avoid me all week.  I get a call from you and ignore it. I get two calls from you and ignore them. I see you yesterday, unexpectedly, out of the blue, and it was... grudgingly amusing. You are so confident. I wish you weren't. You intimidate me, although I know I am better than that; better than you. And I get a call this morning, and it was surprising. And that is the only reason why I talk to you. You are surprising. 
I've figured it out.
I know everyone all to well, all my friends are redundant and routine. I know their actions too well, but I don't know yours at all. I wish I did at times so I could beat you at your own game, but I don't know what to expect with you. 
Surprise.
Surprise.