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Irish eyes were smiling Saturday. You were celebrating St. Patty's day with
a group of friends and you came over and asked if I'd like to join your
group. I told you I was waiting for friends, but you insisted that I come
over to have a drink. It was a great night and my friends enjoyed hanging
out with all of you. I never got your phone number, my bad. You had short
black hair, jeans and a St. Patty's T-shirt. Drinks?