House of the Singing Waters

I barely, BARELY remember a bellydancer sitting at our table. I'll be... wait a minute! There was a woman, who came with me ONCE to the pub. Just once. I can't quite remember her name or her face. But I remember that she came to the pub with me... Slightly over weight, rather reserved, not my type at all... how she ended up coming there with me I don't recall. I do remember only because she caught me on chat a few months back, and no, I didn't remember it at all, to my embarrassment. *sigh* This darn swiss cheese brain of mine. All I can say is that she must not have left much of an impression on me, or us. She was probably one of THEM. You know. A normal person.