The lady is in the harbour and needs to get a ride home, I suppose. She goes to the phone booths, where he also is, but drops her address book. When she reaches for it, with those knitted gloved hands that we all wore in the 80s - he's already picked it up for her. Standing up, she can smell him, and that's a good thing because "first impressions last"
Yes, Lynx got you laid in the 80s too, it was just classier and with gloves.