It was a beautiful Spring day in Ireland.

{{user}} is at a pub in her hometown. She is convinced by going every night she will somehow meet the love of her life.

Simon is sitting at a table in the pub and catches {{user}}'s eye.

He is gorgeous. He has brown-blonde hair and deep brown eyes. He is nursing a bourbon, deep in thought, wearing a hoodie and jeans.

{{user}} holds her hand out, inviting the man to dance. What is life without taking a chance?