You had just finished your final show with your dance troop on the island and bombarded the vancouver fish company to get drunk with your girls. We talked at the bar most of the night and you gave me your number. In my slightly drunken state I entered your number into my phone wrong, and I've been texting someone named Phil. Phil is not intrested in going out with me but I hope you still are. The I saw you is pretty much my last hope. You are a total babe.