He told me that he had joined the NYC police force hoping he'd meet me someday (um, okay), and he couldn't believe that fortune had thrown us together in the same Vietnamese restaurant in Eagan. I agreed that the odds were long indeed, but there we were, in love.
In a nice bit of intertextuality, as we were smooching he said, "This is so much better than kissing that silly horse-face!" Clearly a reference to SJP from SATC, a program that I have never once watched.
I might also have have referred to him as "Mr. Big," but I'm disinclined to share further details in that regard.