For the record:

Let's just get one thing straight...

you kissed me in that cab, sir.
did you miss my cheek, or were you out for my lips the whole time?
closed, but nonetheless, my 25-block cab ride uptown was positively floaty.
it was the alcohol, yes. yours and mine.
but it was also the underlying attraction, which my friend, is undeniable.

the hamburger was delicious. and so was the 16th floor view overlooking the upper east side.
the drinks, the setting, the company... it was all so... new york.
complainer i am not, for i enjoyed our departing, but you caught me off gaurd..
can't we just forget about the rules?
its ok. i won't tell HR.