It started out like any other Saturday night - Sam with her girlfriends for a girl’s night out, and Jack was showing his friend from Paris the best parts of Chicago. Both itineraries included the very classy, yet trashy tequila bar - Federales. If you asked Jack to tell this story, his version would include that he had spotted Sam from across the bar and thought that she was very pretty. He would phrase it as, "I swiped right in person." ... but Sam begs to differ. Anyways, at some point in the night, both Sam and Jack's friend groups collided. It wasn't Jack that Sam initially started talking to, but it was his French friend. Jack oh-so-effortlessly worked his way into the conversation, and before you know it, they were talking 1-on-1. However, to say it instantly clicked right then and there would be an overstatement. Sam, enjoying her GNO, merely just wanted Jack to buy her a drink. Despite Sam’s best antics, Jack stood his ground that night, and a drink was never bought. So then, how did we end up here? Well, at the end of the night, one of Sam’s friends signaled that it was time to go home. Jack, being the gentleman he is, says, “Let me get your number so I can take you out for drinks, but you should take your friend home.” Pleasantly surprised at how caring Jack was, Sam gave him her number – under the name “Sam (You Owe Me a Drink)” and parted ways. 4 days later, Sam and Jack went on their first date. Sam got her drink. And now, the rest is history.