One point that I was trying to make and then I got lost telling the story is this:
What are the odds that someone that I meet in the underworld, on the opposite side of the country from where I live and work, is connected to someone that I know, and we figure it out within minutes of meeting?
The world is a lot smaller than we think it is sometimes, and I suppose it was bound to happen, but I find it ironic that I have met untold numbers of women in NYC that wouldn't be connected to me through 3 or 4 degrees of separation, and I meet one on the left coast that is 2 degrees away, and also happens to be crazy.
Need to remember, that regardless of the girls we deal with, that they know someone that knows someone that knows us, no matter how far removed they seem to be from our normal spheres of influence.
In that sense (given that nothing terrible came from this) I find this story more "interesting" than anything else.