True Love

I met my girl at a bar. I know it's not really the right place to go looking for a mate, but that's not why I was there, it just happened. She was our waitress, and she didn't take any shit from any of the guys. She had long curly red hair and piercing green eyes. She didn't care who we were, just treated us like all the other obnoxious guys that were there. But she looked at me differently, and when I asked her to join us when she got off work, she smiled revealing two big beautiful dimples. She sat with us for awhile, telling jokes and impressing the guys with her bar tricks, then we slipped away into the cool November evening, and walked hand in hand to her apartment.