As any local to Des Moines understands, there are only so many nights out in Downtown Des Moines one can complete, before they begin to repeat themselves. It seems both Cooper and I had recycled one too many nights, causing us to drag our feet when friends ushered us out the door for the nights activities. Tipsy Crow. A bar we cringe to frequent now, was destined to be our meeting place, as both of our crowds merged onto the scene. My girlfriend and I were chatting, and a sexy, energetic, tan, Floridian Guido came into view from seemingly nowhere. Speaking with as much his hands as his voice he said, "THIS is gorgeous. Beautiful. Just divine. Where did you get that hat?" To which I replied in a confusing manner, "....uh Urban Outfitters...?" "Gorgeous, just radiant," he concluded, and disappeared into the crowd. I immediately looked to my girlfriend, who had been standing silently observing the interaction. Her response was, "You need to marry him." Six years, three cats, three homes, two states, and many hats later...we're doing just that.