Texting a stranger

So I go out a few weeks ago with my sister, her husband and friends. We get a little shitty at one of my favorite watering holes and I start flirting my ass of (or I've heard). So I wake up the next morning to "Hey Andie I hope you made it home safe. Have a great night. Curtis from the Beer Garten". Huh??? I hadn't a clue who Curtis was or that I had even given my number out. So my sisters husband thinks he's solved the mystery. He's like dood Curtis is the fat kid you were talking to. I was like really the bald one with the beard thing wearing that one shirt. Yeah that's him. I was like really Matt are you sure. He assured me yeah that was him that we talked for a bit and I gave him my number. Okay I thought what the hell let's play. So I text him back. We go back and forth for a few days once or twice a day. Kind of flirting but not over stepping any boundaries. So about a week later I go up to another local favorite Mollys. About an hour after bellying up to the bar guess who walks in. CURTIS! The fat kid from the other bar from last week that I've been texting. So I send him a text "Hey are you at Mollys?". I know he saw me. He looked me right in the face. No answer. :( So as I'm leaving an hour later I text "Boo on you minus 15 points!". I couldn't believe we were in the same bar and neither of us spoke. I saw him looking at his phone so I know he got the text. So the next morning I wake up to a text that says "Hey that's not cool...I was in Tampa last night what's Mollys?". LMFAO...Wait a second...so Curtis isn't the fat kid I thought it was. In fact to this day I have NO IDEA WHO CURTIS IS. We text once a week maybe twice but I haven't a clue who I am texting. Weird.