Sixty-two

Summary: I basically went on a date with myself.  When I asked Sixty-two if he wanted to see a movie, he counter-offered with meeting up with me before or after instead and suggested two locations.  Location A: a way-too loud Irish pub; Location B: a quiet dive bar that is the epitome of an X-rated movie from 1977.  I chose the latter for the lack of noise factor.  Things you should know immediately about Sixty-two: he's in an improv group, we met through a mutual friend out dancing, he is very entertaining, and he's a dating coach (yes, you read that correctly, dating coach).

I arrived to the bar first and quickly made friends with the bartender and the two girls sitting at the bar.  The girls were talking about a bachelorette party they were planning and were wondering where you find a stripper (Craigslist, perhaps?), and I told them that the guy I was meeting did improv, so SURELY he or someone he knows could do it.  When Sixty-two arrived, I introduced him to my new friends, and then broke the ice by asking him if he could do a quick stripper improv.  He laughed and went along with it for a few seconds.  The girls wouldn't let us go to another table, so we all talked for awhile as Sixty-two drank his Ginger Ale (because he doesn't drink much - like me).  When one of the girls asked about my favorite place in the neighborhood, I told them it was a karaoke bar down the block.  Sixty-two immediately said we should go (because he loves karaoke - like me), and the girls wanted to join us.  He told me that while he wouldn't be singing it that night, he had been practicing "Somebody to Love" by Queen (probably my favorite band of all times).  When I told him how much I loved Queen, he leaned in and said, "Penelope, I don't what's going on here, but I like what's happening."

The four of us went to karaoke, but after he and I put our songs in, the girls decided they needed to call it a night (but not before one of them got Sixty-two's number so he could work his dating coach magic on her).  He ended up singing a song by Seal (you know the one) and was all over the stage dancing and being dramatic (just like I do).  While he was singing, a couple at the table next to us asked if we were on a date, and I told them that I thought so.  The guy replied, "You should give him another chance because he's trying really hard."  When I sang, Sixty-two cheered me on and simultaneously made friends with the people around him (that's my M.O.).  When it was time for us to go, he started to walk me back to my place until his bus came out of nowhere and he took off running to catch it.

So, yes, I went on a date with myself and two girls.