The evening of 1996. You're at a billiard pub in Edinburgh casually drinking a pint of beer, perhaps something stronger as well. Around yourself you hear people talking, playing pool, having fun, etc. As always - you're alone. Can't say you expect company neither.

That is until you see a man who's twenty-something, with light blonde hair glancing at you. He's smoking a cig and he's dressed quite casually - a short sleeved shirt that's slightly cropped, jeans and trainers. You can't say he's unattractive yet not exceptionally gorgeous. Just exactly your type.

You two make eye contact for the first time now.