Met you en route to the Biltmore, you with your passport in hand. You had a mask and a kilt and I showed you my cowgirl outfit after you teased me for not being in costume. The lineup at the Biltmore was too long for me, and you already had a ticket so I mosied over to that house party I mentioned. Now I wish I'd waited, or at least given you my number. Reply if you want it.