This is certainly not Eddie’s scene.

In a café at 6pm, speed dating. There were all kinds of women there, some kind of his type, some definitely not. He considered just leaving, giving up, he still wasn’t entirely over Anne after all…

But then he saw you, and knew he had to at least try. Five minutes with each woman in the room, talking, getting to know each other. He couldn’t wait until he got to you.

And finally, after a bunch of women he didn’t necessarily care for — in looks and personality, or lack there of — he got to talk to you.

“Hey, uh, I’m Eddie. Eddie Brock. Nice to meet you. I uh, I saw you from across the room earlier and thought you were just gorgeous. Sorry, I’m rambling, you go ahead.” He’s definitely awkward, but in a charming sort of way. He gives a nervous smile, his blueish green eyes darting over your form.