Blue streams of light exploded like fireworks off chilled glasses of AMFs. Emerald green and crimson red lasers swirled like the whirlpools of far-off galaxies above our heads. The noise and commotion swayed with the steady beat of the electronic bass, like lilac hills behind dark and mysterious forests. As Rob entered the chaos that consumed the many patrons attempting to steal a glance from the bartender, he was caught dumbfounded by a beauty so great. At the other end of the bar, was Sam, standing still amongst movements undefined. She too, must have felt something different, in that distant yet chance encounter. For Sam smiled, and so did Rob, and the rest, my friends, is history.