Time to celebrate! Let's go to Mexico!

The story goes that one night Danielle made a friend go for a drink after dinner. Once at the bar, the girls were taking pictures, but couldn’t quite get the right angle. “Just as we were about to throw in the towel, this guy walks up and says, ‘excuse me, Miss? Can I take that picture for you?’ After that, we couldn’t stop talking. He managed to get me to the tiny dance floor, and we ended up shutting the place down.” Jerry recalls things happening very similarly, but he also remembers there was a fair amount of beer involved. After exchanging their information, they went their separate ways only for Jerry to call her that night and like he says, they "talked like little school girls until the early morning.” The rest, as they say, is history.