@nixCraft She studied at the college where I worked. I was too shy to talk, though. So, I never knew her name, and she didn't know mine.
It took five years before I approached her in a nightclub (Pantiles, Camberley, now knocked down and is an old people's home - appropriate), and we chatted for a while.
I asked, "What are the chances, if I ask, that I can get your number?" She replied, "Quite high." So I asked, she gave it, and the barman loaned me a pen. Then she left shortly after...