Ron Swanson asked me on a second date for Friday night. I was anxious to see if there would truly be chemistry...or if my two beers and nerves had been an influence. I let him pick me up. Mostly because I wanted him to see how comically close we live to one another. In LA, that just never happens. When I saw him smiling at the door, I knew it would be okay.
He took me to an adorable Italian restaurant by the Venice pier, decorated with twinkly lights and painted walls to look like we were dining in Italy. Suddenly the waiters passed around song sheets and the whole restaurant lifted their wine glasses to sing,
"That's Amore." He sang along (terribly) and I just laughed. We talked about singing, and he told me his go-to karaoke song is
"Forgot About Dre." I dropped another piece of silverware.
Apparently I really need some lessons in etiquette.
As we left the bar, he asked me if I wanted to go out where some of his friends were. I was slightly reluctant, but said I was game. We started walking back to the car, but then he took my hand and turned around.
"Nevermind them," he said.
"I'd rather just continue getting to know you tonight." I'm not sure if he meant that, or if he was also reluctant...but I was happy with the decision. The only problem is, I looked around and we were staring at two of Busy Builder's usual spots.
He could definitely be inside. Eh. Oh well.
We sat on the upper level of the bar and it seemed like this surfer crowd had chosen an array of rap music on the jukebox. And then
"Forgot About Dre" came on... I challenged Ron Swanson to rap along, since it IS his karaoke song, but about half way through, I told him I could out-rap him on that one.
Hello! It was one of the 9th grade jams for suburban white kids in the valley! After I nailed Eminem's verse, he burst into laughter.
"Your coolness factor just went way up!" Obviously.
And that's how Dr. Dre and Eminem got me a third date.
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