“Opa.” Our date began with fluttered expectations as our waiter tossed our flaming cheese appetizer on the table like a frisbee delivering the traditional“Opa!” line with as much enthusiasm as a funeral director. The drinks couldn’t come fast enough to cut the tension of this date - one person driving 45 minutes looking for a parking spot in downtown Detroit while the other impatiently waiting, wondering if he’s being stood up. With any other date, this would’ve ended soon as the check was paid. At best, it would end with an awkward hug goodbye. However, with a dance club near by, the night was given a breath of life and this couple was given a second chance.

Cut to 3 years later, many dancing opportunities passing, countless drinks consumed, and beautiful memories being shared among friends and family - this couple finally made it.