I met the girl of my dreams. I approached her, we talked, things went well.
The only problem is I don't remember any of it, not a sausage, bugger all. The last thing I remember was standing in line outside the bar where she works with about half a bottle of single malt scotch in me, and the next thing I know I'm waking up in my bed the next morning. The whole incident may have gone on completely without my knowledge except for the fact that I described some of the details to my room mate before crashing face down in my bed. What to do?