To The Pretty Blonde Working At Willie McCoy's

Burnsville MN

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My friend and I walked in, and as we were waiting to be seated, you walked over to grab menus or something from the host/hostess area and walked back to whatever you were doing at a table. As we were walking away towards are table, my friend said you were eyeing me up the whole time. I sort of thought the same thing, but I also figured I looked ridiculous and therefore you were looking at me in that way. Regardless, I thought you were hot and that I probably missed my chance, so I'm posting here in case you did want to talk if you happen to see this.