Date Two
The date was lovely. Dinner was fun. Conversation flowed easily. Found out he was a child actor (oy, only in LA) and has a creative side business doing something he enjoys. He is nice. He opened doors, grabbed the bill, complimented me on my shirt, and asked me out again before we left the restaurant. He likes 80s music, can throw out movie lines like nobody’s business, enjoys improv, and didn’t make fun of me when I made a mess eating a turkey burger. After dinner, he drove me home, walked me to my door, hugged me goodnight, and said he’d call to make plans for another date. And I know he’ll call.
Everything sounds good, right? Except…I keep thinking he’s missing something. Some kind of edge. Here’s to hoping I’ll see it on our next date.