On a typical weekday at Sasha's on De Mun, the tables inside and on its lovely patio start filling up with patrons for happy hour. There are students from Washington University blowing off steam after class, young professionals, people moseying in from the leafy surrounding neighborhood. And one begins to notice that an awful lot of them are women — table after table of two and three girlfriends getting together to relax over a glass of wine and a plate of cheese. It makes sense — Sasha's is cute, it's got a great view of the park, and there's wine. Lots and lots of wine. Slide up to the bar — you won't be the only single person sitting there as the high X chromosome count at Sasha's hasn't gone unnoticed. From your perch it's the perfect vantage point from which to casually and non-creepily take in the room and figure out which table to send that bottle of rosé to.