So I went to the bar last night with Salem. (Bartender Guy told me he works on Tuesdays and Wednesdays now.) Absolutely nothing happened, aside from a few smiles, which I'm sure I only got because he wants to make sure psychiatric-patient-stalker girl doesn't go postal on his ass. *sigh*
You know, I'm just gonna stop. I'll just do as I used to do and just stare at him when he isn't looking. It's safer. And slightly less stalkerish.