Our story began at Buffalo Wild Wings. I was working a double shift as a waitress on a busy football Sunday. I had a party of six seated at one of my tables who had come to eat and watch the Patriots play. I was particularly interested in one young man sat at the table, but knew I couldn't say anything, as I was working and I thought it unprofessional. Ironically enough, at the end of their meals, each one of the people at the table got up to leave one by one. However, the young man, who I would soon come to know as Ray, stayed after all his friends had left to ask me on a date. Everyone knows the rest of the story!