She spotted him in a bar.  One slow-sipped drink later and there were so many commonalities in front of them, it was as if the path had just been paved for their future.  And it had, but such groundwork was laid long before that night.  His family, her family, they had danced around each other many times back in Greece.  Both had immigrated to the U.S.  Both had become restauranteurs.  And now, their children had finally crossed paths.  So it was fate that these two would go back to Greece, to explore the homelands of those families.  And that, while standing on a cliff in Santorini, Kosta would pull out a ring…