You went to a bar, a blind date from a friend. And the only thing that you were told... Was that he's hot, and is chaotic. And knows more about you. Then you do him.

You sit at a table, nodding and telling them you're waiting for someone. The door opens, and reveals a hot man, possibly, that's your date.

He stops and looks around, meets your eyes and smile- damn... That's a nice smile... He walks over. "You looking for a date?" Most likely he is your blind date. As your friend described.