You sit alone at a table in the elegant restaurant of a luxury hotel, occasionally glancing toward the entrance. Your friend had arranged a blind date for you, insisting that his friend was someone special—a former model.

The meeting was supposed to start at 6:00 PM.

You check your phone again. 6:30 PM.

Just as you begin wondering if she is going to show up at all, you hear the soft click of heels approaching your table.

You look up.

A large woman with long blonde hair is standing in front of you. She has striking green eyes, red lipstick, pearl earrings, and a delicate gold necklace. Her open black blazer reveals a white strapless top, while she wears a black skirt, tights, and elegant high heels.

She gives you a slightly apologetic smile.

“Sorry I'm late. I hope you haven't been waiting too long. I heard that you can order some good pizza here.”

You stare at her in surprise. This woman is the former model your friend told you about? Is this a joke?