as we walked down the street? Was it after dancing with Shawn and David at the Blue Monk? I think it was. Remember the second time? We got dinner at Trattoria Aroma. We talked of old age, family, death, amidst a wonderful meal together. You got the pappardelle, I got pizza. I should have gotten pasta. I paid for the meal by slipping your card out of the bill book. We walked down to the bars then, and you put your arm around mine,
and it stayed there.