I forgot to mention something very funny about this first dinner with Mr. S. He invited me to a small but very nice French restaurant in Upper East Side.
However, all tables were very close to each other and when we arrived we were seated just next to a man eating alone. So we started to chat, and at some point, I was talking about my work at the UN and my hometown, Montreal.
This lonely gentleman then interrupted us, looked at me and said: “Wow, you are from my hometown and my best friend is working at the UN!” And he smiled, gave me his business card and left.
Mr. S. was speechless for a moment. Then he said: “This a$$hole was trying to steal my date!”. That was funny 🙂