Dinner tonight went well. I had a great time. Jeremy's family seems like a bunch of fun people. They were very kind to me and made me feel very welcome. When I arrived, Jeremy was waiting in the lobby for me, as he said he would be. He walked me over to the lounge area where everyone was waiting for our table to be ready. His mom immediately stood up and said, "You must be Liz!" And then she introduced me all of her friends who were with her, and she told them all the things that Jeremy had told her about me. She then waved me to sit down and pull my chair up beside hers so that we could talk. When she asked if I wanted something to drink, I told her that my friend has recommended trying a mojito. She said that that sounded good and she wanted to try one too. So Jeremy went and got us drinks. His mom is very animated, and she seems like she likes to be the center of attention. She certainly relished the limelight. When we were seated, I sat between Jeremy and his brother's fiance. His brother is very engaging, and tried very hard to keep me involved in the conversations, he asked a lot of questions, and he and his fiance were very nice. Jeremy was very polite, and we smiled a lot at each other, and we kept leaning in to have our own little conversations, and things were fairly laid back between us. I'm pretty sure that he paid for my dinner. And it wasn't a cheap restaurant either. Looking back, I remember him getting up from the table; I thought he was getting more food from the salad bar, but he came back empty handed. At the end of the dinner, I didn't get a check, and I noticed that he didn't either. He just said that if they overlooked me, I shouldn't worry about it. Before we left, all of his family hugged me goodbye, and his mom told me that I should join them again. I told her that I would if Jeremy invited me again. She said, "Oh, don't worry, he will." So needless to say, I'm all smiles and giggles. And there was chemistry there between Jeremy and me. There's definitely potential there. But this is going to go very slow. I am going to encourage him every step of the way, but it will have to be his way, at his speed. And that's ok by me.