You have always wanted to take me out on a date. You kept messaging me and bugging me for months and months, before I finally accepted in exchange for your whole paycheck. You can clearly tell I'd rather walk my pet in a blizzard then spend another minute with you on this date. I keep trying to push through, ignoring you. I barely even lift my beautiful eyes to look at you. After a couple minutes I just leave you like a lost alone at the table, while I go on a date with a real man.