In the same Saturday night: "Tell me you're single!" and "You know, the stars are different in Argentina."

So, first one came from an Iranian with a handlebar mustache at a Mexican and Colombian's housewarming party. I happened sometime after I led a hilarious Iran verses India debate. Basically I exclaimed things like chai, inventing math, naan, spices and so on, while they argued for their respective countries being the original source of these things or just the best. Naturally India won because of the kama sutra and curry dishes. After this things are blurry- but I guess the Indian wandered off in glory and I think I was in the middle of talking about Canada and ventriloquists with the Iranian when he suddenly threw the one-liner at me. I was too shocked to say no, so I'm going out with him on Thursday.

And, then the second one came from a red-headed Argentine named Bruno who literally pulled me off the couch while I was talking to Ali, to dance. He didn't do too much English or French so obviously we didn't talk a lot. But, I don't think it mattered so much. Damn South Americans can dance! You don't even have to do anything, they hold your back, take your hand, and suddenly you're moving and twirling everywhere with them. Anyway, later on that night, he said the line to me on the balcony of Lucy's, after having recounted what sounded like his personal version of Motorcycle Diaries. Hahah. Of course we all made fun of his romantic balcony scene line and had a good laugh. Which reminds me, he has the most booming Santa Claus laugh of all time, and was always laughing, and is probably still laughing right now.