The first time Warren Mitchell saw her was in the old Green Griffin coffeehouse in San Francisco in November of 1966, about eight months before the Summer of Love. He was watching the door as he played, checking out newcomers so he saw her as soon as she entered. She looked right at him and smiled. Warren had always thought the saying "a smile that lit up the room" was just a lot of hyperbole but it seemed to him that the room suddenly got brighter.