Friday night at a north end bar near the end of the party. I was sitting near the bar wearing a grey touque and you were on your way out. For some reason you decided to stop and talk to me. I honestly remember nothing of our conversation except that I told you I had just lost my coat. I don't remember because you were distracting, cute and charming and that was more of my focus. You left before I got the chance to say something witty or get your number. —Charmed