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How Our Love Story Started — Pilot
It wasn’t raining and the sun was hiding, it was a nice weather to walk or to be seated on a terrace of a bar. A guy, let’s named Frank, with his backpack, came in directly to the left side table, and the bartender delivered the menu.
He was from Portugal and was in Colorado on vacation, after a day of walking, he only wanted sitting on a terrace, drinking a good wine (produced in his country), with a book and looking to the mountains.
He was surprised when he saw the letters Alvarinho on the menu, and immediately ordered a bottle.
A few minutes after the bartender bring him the wine, a woman entered the terrace and sat down on the right sided table, opened her backpack and took a book and setting in on the table.
The bartender approached to her and asked what she would drink. She ordered a glass of white wine from the house.
Frank was reading, but couldn’t stop hearing and looking for a few seconds to her. She was gorgeous, and simple, with her book, she probably didn’t want guys talking to her, which made him find a way to do that.
He was on his second glass (and glad for not having a car to drive), when he call the bartender and ask for his bill and the woman’s bill, with the necessary amount of money to pay whatever she asked for, but, he could only tell…
