Years ago on a flight from Vegas to Tampa I struck up conversation with my neighbor who was very nice. She was a collegiate golfer, playing in a tournament in Tampa. Played for UNLV. She had to fly separate from the team because of some obligation or something. She ended up asking if she could lean her head on my shoulder and I obliged. I got her number and we ended up talking on the phone a couple of times but never went out. She was super busy all the time, plus I lived in St George. Oh well. I was probably the weirdo in that circumstance.