Forrest and I met when I was working at the South Congress Hotel in Austin and he was in town for a wedding.  He and the rest of the wedding party he was apart of that weekend were staying with us.  I was the person who greeted him upon arrival and checked him into the hotel.  During that first exchange, he invited me to the wedding he was in the following night.  I politely declined (I had to work).

An hour later, after feeling somewhat embarrassed at his initial lack of ‘game,’ he came back to my desk and used a very sly line to ask for my number.  Forrest: “Conlee, I have an issue with my wifi password.”  Conlee: “Im sorry, let me see if I wrote it down wrong.” Forrest: “No, I have all these numbers, but none of them are yours.”  Yes, I was completely caught off guard and yes, it worked.  When my shift ended, I saw he had texted me and invited me to the rehearsal dinner that evening.  Boldly, I accepted his invitation.