We were both dancing on stage of the Fox Cabaret. You weren't wearing your glasses anymore, but I trust that when we made eye contact as you danced your way closer to my group that you could still see me well enough to know we were having a pitter patter of the heart moment. I made fun of the DJs transitions... then you glared at me and started dancing with the group of half naked Dudes again. When I caught up with my group and realized they were leaving I watched you watching me from the other side of the room, staring that longing stare from such a long-legged beauty. I thought I had communicated with that stare, "wait for me, I'll be back in 15 minutes." ... but you weren't wearing your glasses.