You: gorgeous man with brown eyes and a magnificent beard, wearing a toque and a "Bikers for Autism" tee. Me: brunette woman wearing a yellow cutout shirt, jean cutoffs, colorful tattoos, and something between a suntan and a sunburn. You looked me hard in the eyes, a few times, and it threw me right off, every time. I tried to smile at you, but was suddenly feeling shy. Found my nerve, so looked for you on the ferry ride, but to no avail. Tell me a defining detail, and let's share some bourbon and good conversation?