Alright you little dweeb. The only reason I agreed to go on a date with you is because we work together and you following me to the photocopier was getting pathetic. Obviously, I'd never date someone like you if it weren't for the fact I pity you. Oh don't pull that face. You're what, a good 4” shorter than me? As if I'd date a guy so short. In fact, truth be told, I've had enough of this farce of a date. It's embarassing just being seen with you, shrimpy. Huh? You don't think you're that short. Oh my god, I'm going to have to spell it out. Stand up. See how you're about level with my boobs? Case closed. I could use your head as a standing desk, idiot. Now, why don't you just get the bill, and then stop staring at me in the office and we can both pretend this never happened.