"You should have been there!"
Take a moment to imagine you're in a record shop, 1966, and browsing through some fab albums.
The front door opens, triggering off a cheery set of bells (attached to the handle), allerting that someone has enterred.
You're too busy rummaging through albums to turn around and see the new-comer but he surely sees you. Quietly in a corner,
he stands holding a handful of records but his eyes are fixated on YOU. Just as you're about to leave, the chap galvanizes
the courage to strike up a conversation. "Excuse me, miss?" he calls out. You casually turn around and there he is: your favorite
Beatle. And Lordy Lordy, does he ever look sexy?! Confident but shy at the same time, he begins some chit-chat with you. He's
very flirtatious and VERY handsome. And then, the moment arrives. He asks you out! Of CORSE, you say yes, exchange phone numbers,
and part your seperate ways. Three nights later, he's standing on your door-step with a bouquet of roses. You have spent
hours preparing for this big night (and maybe even longer wondering what you two will be off doing on this enchanting
evening). Greeting him at the entry way, you excitedly ask, "So where are we headed tonight?" He smiles, so charmingly, and
says, "I've left it all up to YOU to decide!" Well sweety, this is your big chance. One magical night with your favorite Beatle
and the choice is all yours! This could be your only date, or maybe the first of many. But assuming it was your one and only,
what would YOU do?