Me: tall bearded guy in shorts and a dark fleece coat.
You: beautiful brunette sitting at one of the booths in the lower level of Treehouse.

Our eyes met twice - once when I was joining my friends at one of the tables near you, and again as I was leaving. I smiled at you and you smiled back. You were with a tall and bearded friend of your own, but I hope that doesn't mean we can't still go out for drinks. Hope to hear from you.