Off and on, I was watching a guy sitting at the bar; thin, blonde, wearing a collared blue shirt and slacks. He was typing on his phone enough that I thought he was waiting for someone, but later I realized he probably came, alone, for the event. Twice I almost walked over to him to invite him to sit with us, and each time I hesitated and the seat beside him filled with another patron ordering a drink. He stood up and walked out around 11:30 or so, with a 3/4 full beer sitting on the bar. I said (out loud, to the table) I would walk over to introduce myself and invite him to sit, when he came back. The bartender cleared his drink around 12:15 or so.

I hope he went to another bar and walked in and saw some of his friends, or some other girl walked over to invite him to join her table.

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