It was a Saturday. At this time both Tara and Michael had been living in California for 6 months. Both had moved to Orange County within a month of each other, Tara from New Jersey and Michael from Virginia. This particular morning Tara's sister, Ariele (who was also living in California) begged Tara to go to a beer festival in Newport Beach. With much push back Tara finally gave in to get ready and go. Michael on this morning was getting ready with his friends to go out for some day drinks along the Newport Beach coastline. At the time he worked at a bar called Cabo Cantina (this particular day he was off), where this would be one of their stops. Tara and Ariele arrived to this beer festival only to see that they wouldn't be allowed in due to max capacity and it would be about an hour wait. So to not put a damper on the day, Ariele suggested to go to a bar called Cabo Cantina that was right next to this event. Within minutes of Tara and Ariele getting their margaritas, Michael and his group of friends walk into the bar. Tara and Michael immediately locked eyes as he entered the door. Tara started getting herself together (little fix of the hair, suck in of tummy), and Michael getting drinks at the bar as he chose the table along side her to sit at. Michael immediately came to Tara and Ariele to offer some patron shots (on him), of course they accepted (who turns down shots). It was an immediate connection, both being from the East Coast, having similar interests, and it being just so easy to be around one another. A true breath of fresh air. They spent their whole afternoon together followed by Michael asking to see her again that night (he just cOuLdn'T wait). And their story began...