The first time I saw Aviva, we were at Dance Sport dance school. I was walking in and she was in the lobby. I thought she was so hot I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I walked in. As I began to turn away we made eye contact and I did a double take and our eyes locked again.

A few days later I was at Times Square Brewery with about a dozen people from the company I worked for. I was sitting at the head of the table. All of the sudden she’s at the cashier at the other end of the table. All the people around me fading into the background as I was captivated by her.

About an hour later at dance school I saw her again. This time I had something to say to her. “Didn’t I see you at Times Square Brewery?” We wound up taking the same salsa class and I flirted with her every chance I could.

Later at the dance practice we really got a chance to talk. I asked her what her name was and then I asked her what kind of name, ethnicity wise, Aviva was. She told me it was Israeli and I asked her if she was Jewish. She said yes and I asked her if she believed in god. She said “that’s a very complicated question.”

Beautiful, introspective, analytical. That was the beginning of the end for me.