Someone, who I will refer to as Guy Number Two, and I began dating. He was just a friend initially. On our second time out together, we spent the day out, going to Sam Ash Music, walking the Highline, touring The Whitney, and having a delicious lunch. When I suggested ping pong, he said yes.
During ping pong, I say, "I'm going to The Cutting Room to hear a great group playing The Who sounds and The Who songs." He says no. But he comes with me anyway. During dinner, I'm dancing in my chair. He sees me dancing! When we say goodbye, he says, “you are a real rocker!” At that point I didn't realize that in addition to being an architect, he was also a performing artist.