This story happened a couple weeks ago. I was riding the subway uptown from City Hall when a group of four Italians boarded and sat near me. I gathered from their chatter and map reading that they were trying to figure out which stop to get off at. We soon stopped at a station and they belatedly decided to get off the subway. As the Italians quickly passed in front of me, I saw a glove drop on the floor. I leaned over to pick it up and say something to the woman who had dropped it, but when I got up they had made it through the car doors, and the normal small crowd of people was now pressing it?s way in. Being tall, I could see the woman walking away over the entering people, but didn?t know how to yell anything useful in Italian. So I made a quick decision and tossed the glove at her, managing to hit her in the back with just enough force so she would notice. Satisfied that I had helped her out as best I could, I turned to sit down again. When I sat down, a woman who had been standing near me held out the matching glove and said ?she dropped both of them.? So I tried again ? I quickly jumped up with the second glove, turned and looked over the crowd and saw the woman just standing up from having picked up her first glove. I lobbed the second glove at her over the crowd, nearly striking her (lightly) in the face. She managed to catch it, and looked at me with a bewildered look, mouthing what I can only hope was 'grazie' (probably more like WTF??). I sat down again and shared a laugh with the woman who handed me the second glove. I figured the gloves were better off with their owner, even if it required an unorthodox method of return.