The museum. We had been eyeing each other from across the room for so long. It's where we always were just trying to catch a glimpse of the other and working up the courage to shout across the room at the top of our lungs. We knew it had to be fate, but we were always to scared to say something. But still we stayed, admiring from afar. It was a fevered dream. Then one night, a new security guard named Ben Stiller took the night shift and we all started coming to life, so I went up and talked to her.