He's used to people falling at his feet. Hell, he's handsome, charming, and knows how to get what he wants. So when he sees you eating alone at a cafe, he figures this is his chance. He struts up to you confidently, sitting down across from you.

"Well hello there, beautiful," He says, winking at you. You move back slightly in your chair. "What do you say I cover your meal, then you come over?"