Chinese Disco… At first glance, this seems like an adjective and noun smashed together to create a bad crossword puzzle answer or a must-see Bruce Lee film, but what if we told you it was the location of true love?

Before becoming the conduit for love, however, Chinese Disco was a dungy bar in Georgetown that frequently hosted Penn State alma matter to watch their Nittany Lions square off on the football field. This is what led Greg to the bar that fateful Saturday, September 24th, 2016, and the fact that his brother Tyler was having his birthday party there. Molly was coerced to the bar under the guise of her sister, a close friend of Tyler and his wife Katie, that it would be a fun outing filled with high fives and good vibes.

In a crowded bar filled with Penn State fans, it was no surprise that Molly stood out like a sore thumb. Beautiful and completely ambivalent to a silly football game, she was focused on her craft. Standing in a maroon dress, confident and composed, she cocked back and tossed a ping pong ball across a seven-foot table with pinpoint accuracy as it softly splashed in the front cup. Whether it was the Miller Lites or the feeling that nothing else mattered anymore, so what was the worst that could happen (side note: Penn State lost to Michigan 10-49), Greg worked up the confidence and walked up to Molly to introduce himself. Greg led with a pickup line for the ages. Molly explained that she had been training for the Marine Corp. Marathon and had run 5 miles that day in preparation, to which Greg responded, “Well, I ate Five Guys before coming here, so that’s basically the same thing.”

Amazing, the conversation persisted past that point, with Molly and Greg talking for hours into the evening as the rest of the depressed Penn State fans filed out of the bar. She spoke elegantly and passionately about the students she taught that year while Greg listened in enjoyment.

Eventually, Greg and Molly found their way to the Georgetown Waterfront for a final drink of the night. Molly confidently walked up to the barman and asked for a cold Miller Lite, and Greg knew, right there, and then, he would marry that woman. And the rest is history, folks…

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