This is a massive long-shot, but you with your sweater made of doilies and me with my bad jokes, the scintillating conversation flowed. Yet it caused a momentary lapse of reason and I neglected to get your digits. Maybe we can cross paths at a relatively similar time and location some subsequent evening and continue our flirting… —Sparkly-eyed Guy
This article appears in Jul 10-16, 2014.