Armadillo again?

You would think that avoiding someone in a normal sized town would be not so hard but how in the world can it be so!!! I loathe one person, in fact, when I see them it makes me want to vomit almost (chock it up to past experience) but I see them often, painfully often. I cannot go certain places and I must constantly be on the look out. Like this evening, I was eating with a friend and the "someone" ,whom I shall call armadillo, came into the restaurant to get food...imagine that...going to eat at the same establishment. Ok ok, I see that this is not such a coincidence but still. I Armadillo knew how much I pained to see him surely there would be no more contact, even if on accident? I snuck out when he had his back turned...sly I was....feeling like a regular James Bond or Mrs. Peale.

Curithers, how shall I approach this?
My love, with great tact....and plenty of escape routes...