It was May 2021, and the Gaslamp Quarter in San Diego was alive with the thrill of freedom as clubs opened their doors again. Both dateless, yet coincidentally there to see DJ Dateless, fate decided to bring two strangers together that night. From his perspective, he was at the front of the club with one of his boys, fully immersed in the music and the energy of the crowd. From her perspective, she was at the back of the club, dancing solo, trying her best to stay unnoticed. After all, she wasn’t interested in yet another guy approaching her with a pickup line. But then, he saw her. The world blurred, the music faded, and all he could see was her. Tunnel vision took over, and with unwavering confidence, he crossed the room and asked her to dance. She paused, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and looked up at him with a small, cautious smile. Reluctantly, she agreed. The moment their bodies moved to the rhythm, the club seemed to disappear. Under the glow of the giant disco ball, they were the only two people in the room. When the song ended, she hesitated and said, “I have to get back to my friends.” “Yeah, me too,” he replied coolly. But he wasn’t going back to his friends—not really. His heart was already hers, but he didn’t want to come on too strong. He returned to the front of the club, turned to his buddy, and said, “Hey man, I just fell in love. I have to find her.” His friend grinned and said, “Bet.” Determined, he spotted her at the bar, laughing with her friends. Panic set in. How was he going to approach her again without coming off desperate? That’s when inspiration struck. He flagged down the bartender and asked him to cover her tab—no questions, no price checks. He’d deal with the consequences later. When she found out, she walked over to him, a mix of amusement and surprise in her eyes. “You didn’t have to do that,” she said. He smiled and replied, “How else was I going to get you to come back and talk to me again?” They talked, and the initial spark ignited into something undeniable. Before the night was over, she added her number to his phone. He texted her, they set a date for dinner, and the rest, as they say, is history.