While the wrestler signed the kids stuff, I notice that when the kids weren't looking, he would stare at me. In a way, it made me fill uncomfortable, since to me he was a stranger and a guy. But at the same time, for some odd reason, I liked his attention, maybe because he was famous, I guessed. When he finished the last picture, I asked the kids if they were ready to leave, and I was greeted with the replies of yes. The kids and I turned to leave, but I turned around and look at him, a little surprise to find out that he was still looking at me. I gave him a wink and smiled, then turn and walk away.
After I had brought the kids and their friends' home, I still had to stay with them, until their grandmother came home from work. While the kids and their friends were upstairs sleeping, I was in the living watching I Love Lucy. On the way, taking the kids home, one of them I had told me that the wrestler name was The Undertaker; what an odd name. While I was watching, there was a knock at the door, which was pretty odd, since it was close to midnight. I ran into the kitchen, grab a knife and went to open the door. When I did, there was a man in a suit in front of the door, holding a dozen of roses in his hands. If I remember correctly, he told me that he was The Undertaker driver and that he sent these roses for me. Surprisingly, I set the knife down and took the dozen roses from the driver's hand, adoring them. There was a card inside that read, "Meet me at the Sandy and Dan diner at noon, today." Without saying a word, the drivers walked away. Then suddenly he turned around. "By the way, Mr. Mark Calaway likes your tongue ring." Then he left. Now call me a blonde if you want, but it took me a while to realize that Mark was The Undertaker's real name.
I arrived at Sandy and Danny Diner on time that day. The kids' grandmother came home at six in the morning, so I only had for hours to sleep, and use the other two hours to get ready. When I enter the diner, he was already there, sitting at a table. When I walk toward him, He gotten up and pull me a chair out. As I took a seat, I told him thank you.
All through the dinner, he talks about his life, and I talk about mine. We talk about our likes, dislike and our love for boxing. If I do remember correctly, he ordered a steak burger with fries and a bottle of beer. And since I was only twenty at the time, I ordered a hamburger with fries and a coke. After we finish eating, we stayed a bit longer, talking about our interests. After we left the diner, we exchange numbers, and after that event happened, two weeks later, we started dating.