Shortly after midnight at the Marquee, New Year's Eve, as I was waiting for my jacket to be brought up. I was waiting at the top of the stairs. You came to me and made a joke about being part of a train because of the way your friends were following you. I commented on how popular you must be. You told me your name, it starts with a B, you were walking away now to "over there" and that I will never remember you when you walk away. Well, I remember you, and if I wasn't leaving I would have went over there "other side of the bar" with you. I hope you enjoyed the rest of your night, The Stanfield's know how to put on a good show. Happy New Year —Black dress and ridiculously high shoes