I was running to catch a bus in the downtown area at night (in a drunken state). I fell, couldn't find my iphone and was in a silent panic. You were with a few other people and you picked up my phone, handed it to me, and asked if I was okay. I lied and said yes. I actually sprained my ankle really bad (still sprained and in pain a month later). Just wanted to thank you for your kindness and for picking up my phone and handing it to me! I don't remember what you look like, but I had dreads.

Maybe it was nothing but we were sitting across from eachother rocking out to our ipods and tap, tap tappin' our feet. We exchanged some glances and I really wanted to know what you were listening too behind those marvelous eyes of yours. You got off at Cambie. You had little dress shoes on and I was wearing a poppy. Drinks and music?

I can't believe I'm doing this although I can't believe I passed up on the opportunity to re-introduce myself. You were the very cute girl I recognized the minute you walked in sitting at the bar at Salt with her two girlfriends. You came up to me as I was paying the bill to pay me a compliment about my style. I thanked you again as I walked by and felt guilty all night for not introducing myself. Any girl that does that is a girl I'd be happy to get to know over a glass of wine. Shall we return to the scene of the crime?