Tracy

The first time I stepped foot into O'Reiley's I said these exact words to my friend: "Oh my God this place is nasty. I could never meet someone decent in here." The second time I stepped foot into O'Reiley's I was forced to go in because it was Memorial weekend and the guy my friend, "T," was with didn't want to go to the beach bars. So, after being at O'Reiley's for about an hour, my friend, "A," and I convinced "T" and guy friend to go to the beach with us. So "A" and I went and sat in her car, waiting for our "T" and guy friend to come out. Finally, they came to the car. Except, they begged us to come back in for a little while. So we did, and we headed straight to the bar. Then "T" started talking to this really cute guy. I realized that he was her ex-husband's friend, leaned in to her, and said "Wow, he's really cute." She introduced us to each other. I sat next to him. And he ordered a shot for himself and a drink for me, which will now be the two signature cocktails at our wedding, 4.5 years later.