He'd grabbed her as she walked by and said, "Are you single? She's tan, thin, blonde, a physical trainer in a black sleeveless top. Where she's sitting is cozy, and even better, it's not too far from the bathroom. The first thing you're going to notice, he explains, is that the girls aren't as hot as in New York. Tony, it turns out, is single, and a cop from Stamford; the girls he's talking to come from Westport and are just figuring out that he doesn't have the bucks, though he's hot. What would dating be like if we actually picked up and moved someplace simpler, cleaner, more marriage-friendly? The clusters of women writhing around in twos and threes and fours lesbian chic is apparently still chic in South Norwalk are all singing along, pointing their fingers in the air in rhythm with the words "I love rock and roll. To start, what does she do with her car? The ingredients are familiar, but the proportions are skewed and the whole thing just tastes different. South Norwalk has one of the densest concentrations of swank bars and clubs beyond the boroughs, places with names like The Loft, Liquid, Amberjacks and Ego. All well and good for them -- but what about single New Yorkers? There was only one problem, which she gleaned about ten minutes into the conversation: Saturday-night revels at Amberjacks in South Norwalk.