Ever been at some random place on any given day, doing your normal "stuff", and then it happens.  I guess it is so shocking because it has only happened to me once before.  Anyway, so the story goes.... 

Julie calls; seems imperative that we hit up one of the usual bars.  Sure what the heck?  Always up for a night out.  Find a table and toss a couple drinks down.  Ahhhh much better.  Then suddenly he appears to gather the empty glasses off the table.  I am awe struck.  He tosses a glance my way and I am hooked.  It is clear to me that this one is very shy.  Love that.  So what do I do?  Nothing.  Until my good buddy Julie catches on.  Now the game is on.  Oh boy.  Another couple drinks go by.  By then Julie has already notified the other waitress who sends him to our table with the check.  Serious case of panic comes over me.  I look away and grab the check.  Ughhh.... 

By the end of the night, I have discovered only his name and that he is very shy and quiet.  Perfect.  And completely adorable.  But can we just leave it at that?  No way says Julie; as I am literally dragged by my left arm around the bar to seek him out.  She walks up to him, taps him on the shoulder, and gives me one good shove in his direction.  "This is Lea!", she loudly states.  Oh My God.  This is so third grade.  Good thing I've been drinking....  I muster up a big smile and shake his hand restating the fact that, yes, I am LEA.  Nice to meet you.

Heehee, good times.  I see him often nowadays, we get along famously.