We were both sitting at the bar but almost at opposite ends. You, I'm guessing in your 30s, fit, clean cut with a group of guys hanging out. Me, older guy wearing collared shirt, alone. We kept glancing at each other through out the night. The later it got the longer the glances. We never introduced ourselves. Maybe you didn't want your friends to catch on. Tell me the color of my shirt. Let's meet up through CL and go out for drinks together to get to know each other.