We were setup on a blind date by mutual friends. Pictures were sent of one another before the date but the picture that was sent to Matt had two girls in it, so he initially didn't know which one he was meeting. The destination was O'Hara's Pub in Newton, MA, where we met after work. On a raw and rainy night, clumsy Deryn got her purse tangled in the front door while Matt opened it to greet her. After an interesting first impression, the dinner obviously went well. Matt was happy because Deryn did most of the talking, and hasn't stopped talking since. Ironically enough, our next time back at O'Hara's we were sat at the same table as our first date. Guess it was meant to be.