33 years ago, I was at a local hotel/bar/club afterwork on my way to the men’s room when I ran into my future wife & her friend. I stopped to chat with them and after a few minutes their dates had cone back from the bar with their drinks. I was in the process of excusing myself when I looked at FW who shot me a desperate “DON’T LEAVE ME!” Look. Being ADHD I was amazed that I picked up on it, so I continued talking to my FW. It turns out that it was a blind date that her friend set her up on (1)