Here's the thing about a rendezvous.
It matters *not* where we meet, or when.
Consistency is not our goal.
Predictability is not our cause.
Routine is not our answer.
All we need is you, me, and the best tourist mojitos in town.
If we planned ahead, it would just be a meeting.
And we're not here for a meeting.
We're here, my friend, for something exhilarating. Spontaneous. Forbidden, even.
We're here, my dear, for a rendezvous.