When he was about 26 and just beginning what would be a four-season run on Stargate: Atlantis, fate brought them together one night at a jazz club in Los Angeles.
“We just happened to be at the right place, right time, mutual friends,” Momoa said. “I actually had dreaded my hair almost for her.” Like, by coincidence?
“I had huge dreadlocks, she had dreadlocks. I literally turned around, I was with my best friend, and I see her and I’m just like”—he paused, recalling the struggle to keep a straight, chill face. “She goes, you know, ‘I’m Lisa.’ I was like, I turned around to my friend and was, like, [teen girl shriek of excitement]. I had f–king fireworks going off inside me, man!”
He didn’t have a car, so, “I convinced her to take me home, ’cause I was living in a hotel.” But first they stopped at the 101 Coffee Shop in Hollywood, where Bonet ordered a Guinness—which happens to be Momoa’s favorite.
“That was it,” he said. “We had Guinness and grits and, you know, the rest is history.”
Of course, a little bit of history preceded Momoa’s arrival in Bonet’s life.
