After the speech Jobs hung around on the edge of the stage chatting with students.
He watched Powell leave, then come back and stand at the edge of the crowd, then leave again.
He bolted out after her, brushing past the dean, who was trying to grab him for a conversation.
After catching up with her in the parking lot, he said,
"Excuse me, wasn't there something about a raffle you won, that I'm supposed to take you to dinner?"
She laughed. "How about Saturday?" he asked. She agreed and wrote down her number.
Jobs headed to his car to drive up to the Thomas Fogarty winery in the Santa Cruz mountains above Woodside,
where the NeXT education sales group was holding a dinner.
But he suddenly stopped and turned around.
"I thought, wow, I'd rather have dinner with her than the education group,
so I ran back to her car and said 'How about dinner tonight?'" She said yes.
It was a beautiful fall evening, and they walked into Palo Alto to a funky vegetarian restaurant, St. Michael's Alley,
and ended up staying there for four hours. "We've been together ever since," he said.