I was separated from my friends by the Blue Print Arena. Perhaps I was the only sober person you'd seen in a while and you took pity on me but I liked the way you said 'she's with me' to get me in the Beer Garden exit. You look good in black. Maybe I wouldn't have made it to my early Volley shift otherwise. That wouldn't have been a bad thing if you'd kept me secure all night. Your name was Nick. Great wink.