You were the very attractive blonde-haired lady (shorter hair) that was behind me at the "taco in a bag" vendor stand. You were getting a soda, and I was getting a beer. You joked about how your friends told you that you should not drink alcohol. I said to you that if you were my friend, I would not tell you what you could or could not do. You slipped away before we could chat more. I regret not getting your name.