However, do you remember the business man I met at a hotel bar, and later I ditched him on the nigh of our second date? He sent me a bracelet from M by MJ with the cheesy message "Given in love. For protection" on, in Latin of course. I can't help but smile, it's sweet. And stupid. How is it even possible that he remembers my address? and my name for that matter, did I even tell him?