The dim lighting and smooth jazz of "Le Chat Noir" set the perfect ambiance for a chance encounter. I was nursing a scotch, feeling the pleasant hum of two days of successful business meetings in Montreal, when she walked in. Angie Bloom @angiebloom, had an aura of effortless elegance about her. A simple black dress, and eyes that sparkled with intelligence and wit. We locked eyes across the room, and a smile played on her lips. I couldn't help but approach. We talked for hours, the conversation flowing seamlessly from hockey to philosophy to our shared love of obscure French cinema. She was quick-witted, insightful, and had a laugh that could melt glaciers. As the night wore on, I went back to my hotel, lucky enough Angie called me that she is on her way to my hotel after find away to tell her boyfriend.I was surprised but undeniably thrilled. We spent the rest of the night lost in conversation, laughter, and a connection that felt both electric and comfortably familiar. The details of those hours are ours alone, a memory I'll treasure. But suffice it to say, it was a fantastic time. Montreal, a city I already adored, now holds an even more special place in my heart, thanks to a chance meeting with a captivating woman named Angie Bloom.