It was 8:00pm on a Tuesday in Hollywood, CA. Justin was driving 80 mph down La Cienaga in his tricked out black Ford Escape with license plate AWE78I. Dressed in a suit and tie, he zoomed past a few policemen and kept driving…. Classic. Meanwhile, Paige was sitting in the backseat of her Uber with her pink headphones on, bobbing her head to Father John Misty… she was late….. Classic… Justin pulled up to the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel. He jumped out of his tricked out black Ford Escape with license plate AWE78I and threw his keys to the valet guy, dudes name was Rickey, with an “ey.” Justin ran into the lobby of the hotel where he noticed the restaurant he had made the reservation at was boarded up…. Classic.. He texted Paige and let her know about the screw up. She told him to find a table at the pool bar. He did. Under the beautiful stars that were washed out by the overpopulated lights of Hollywood, Justin waited in his suit that was too small, with his legs crossed, and an Eagle Rare on ice. Suddenly two girls walked around the corner, one with a horrible dress on and one with pink headphones on. OH LORD IN HEAVEN. Justin’s eyes immediately shot to the pink headphones girl. (luckily) She walked over straight to the table with the biggest smile on her face. She took off her headphones, set them on the table and with the biggest most innocent smile on her face said, “Hi, I’m Paige! Can I please have a Tito’s soda with lime?” Little did Paige and Justin know, this was the last first date they would ever go on. Little do you know… You are about to PARTY IT UP in wine country baby!!