Cry, ugly, cry.

Saw this on craigslist today:
"We had coffee today, you were upset. We meet when you asked for a smoke. I still stand by what i said. Cant stand to see a beautiful woman cry.
Just wanted to know if you got home safely. Hope you see this. I was the guy in white"
This post is even more interesting than than the one that I saw earlier this week with the heading 'We f*cked in the fitting room at the Bay'.
Seeing a beautiful woman cry breaks his heart. What would seeing an average woman cry do to him? Or a frumpy, older woman? Is his compassion tied up in his attraction to her?
The man in white comes to the rescue, attempting to comfort the distraught woman with nicotine, caffeine and flattery.
Alternately, the man finds himself able to connect with the woman in a genuine way after coming upon her in a vulnerable state. They skip some steps in the normal progress of relationships and go directly to a place where an intense closeness is suddenly possible. Is he attracted to her appearance, the intensity of her emotion or her openness?
He feels something. I hope this moment helped them both in some way.