Meant to Meet

Andrew replied. "I think we were meant to meet." 

"Yes, I agree. And I want to ask you a favor. May I write up our lunch story and excerpt it weekly on my website? I have been racking my brain about what already-written story for my new book ought to be excerpted and posted prior to publication, and nothing has come up. Your story is so amazing -- I think it is meant to be." 

"I hardly know what to say. Can you tell me more about this?" 

"After I write up the story, we would meet for you to go over it with me, make changes, deletions or additions. You may want it to be more anonymous so I would have you choose a name for yourself, possibly alter a location or a conversation." 

"Oh, you can use my name and anything else." 

"Let me write it up first and then you can make your decision. Sometimes things change when they are written." 

"Okay. I'll look forward to reading it when you finish. This was so unexpected." 

"Yes, another coincidence, perhaps? Thanks for letting me pursue this. And if it does not work for you, I scrap the idea."  

"Okay, a deal," he said. We chatted a bit and then ended our conversation. I was eager to get pen to notebook (remember, I am a long-hand writer for a first draft!). 

How would you have reacted to the question for a favor I asked Andrew?