Yesterday I worked a half day, and he picked me up at 3 to spend time being tourists. We got horribly lost, asked directions at a sketchy convenience store, and eventually found our way back downtown.
We decided to do appatizers and wine at a local, well known Italian place. It was delicious, but after sharing a bottle of wine, we were a little buzzed. We still had a few hours before the show, so we made our way to a martini bar, where we each had two drinks.
Do you see where this is going?
R. had amazing seats at the theatre; so amazing, in fact, that they took drink orders and served throughout the show. We each had another glass.
1 song before intermission, I was konked out, fast asleep on his shoulder, and I preceded to sleep as he went to the facilities. The way he tells it, as he was leaving to come back inside, he overheard a man tell a cop that there was an unresponsive woman in the theatre. R. jumped into nurse mode, only to discover that the unresponsive woman was me, fast asleep. I'm a really deep sleeper, but he was able to get me up so I could tell the cop I was fine.
He still likes me and wants to see me again. Dude must really like me.