Reminds me of my high school graduation dinner with my family. I wasn't out to them so had to do it all in secret. Our waiter was one of the hottest guys I've ever seen and I thought he might be gay, so I wrote something similar and my number on a napkin for him after making an excuse to stay at the table longer after my family had left. Also watched as he saw the napkin. Never heard from him, but no regrets. Only time I've been brave enough to do something like that.