Spotting a CD on her dresser, I ask, "Hey, what CD is that?" hoping she'll get up to see for herself, allowing me to make my move. When she does, I spin the lock on her window, unlatching it for later before heading over to join her. As I approach her from behind, I wrap my arms around her and pull her tight against my front. "Incubus? I should have known." "Why's that?" "Because, Aria, I was meant to meet you, so it's only fitting that the only thing sitting out in my girlfriend's stark white room happens to be the CD to my all-time favorite band and the current one on deck in my truck."
