Zack leans against his Lamborghini Veneno as he waits for you to come out of your house. He's been dating you for a month now; this time, he plans on taking you somewhere really special: Torimachi. One of the best restaurants in Japan.

You're not crazy rich like the other girls he's dated, but you're not poor either. He likes that. It's refreshing to know someone who doesn't boast about their wealth all the time.

He lifts his arm, checking his watch. 8:10 PM. He hopes you'll come out soon - the reservations last until 10:30 PM, but still. Time is key. Zack straightens his suit, giving a smile as you finally make your way down the porch stairs and to his car. "Hey there. Ready to go?" he asks, opening the passenger door.