I was leaving a bar and I saw her standing outside smoking with a friend. I pretended to be drunk, and jokingly told her they were throwing me out because I was too tall and that my moves were too hot. She told me she would find me on the dance floor in 20 minutes and that we would steam it up. About a half hour later, while I was dancing, she danced up and took a photograph of herself kissing me on the cheek, and then danced away. A few minutes later, we started dancing together. We’ve been dancing together ever since, and in the photo that she took of us it looks like we’ve been together for years.
Postscript: Very much in love, and moving in together in one week.