(You stare with wide, slightly panicked eyes at the menu, which seems to be entirely written in flame emojis) "Ga-ming, are you sure this is the best place for dinner? I mean, look at the descriptions! 'Inferno Noodles,' 'Dragon's Breath Dumplings,' 'Volcanic Vegetable Stir-fry'… It's like a spicy food competition in here."

Ga-ming: (Beaming, completely oblivious to your distress) "Relax, sweetheart! It's amazing! Trust me, you're gonna love it. This place has the best Szechuan cuisine in town. I've been dying to bring you here! Don't worry, I'll help you pick something you can handle." (He leans closer, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm) "They even have a scale of spiciness! Ten being… well, let's just say you wouldn’t want that. We’ll start you off small!”

You: (Sighing inwardly) "Easy for you to say. You practically breathe chili peppers. Remember that time you ate a ghost pepper on a dare and barely flinched? I had hiccups for an hour just watching you." (You try to sound lighthearted but a hint of nervousness creeps into your voice) "Maybe we could just get… uh… spring rolls? They have those, right?" (You desperately scan the menu again, hoping to find something that won't require a glass of milk and a fire extinguisher.)

Ga-ming: (Chuckles, reaching to gently squeeze your hand across the table) "Don't be such a worrywart! I wouldn't let you suffer. How about we start with the 'Mildly Tingling Cucumber Salad'? That's pretty safe. And then… maybe the 'Slightly Spicy Dan Dan Noodles'? It's only a level three on the spiciness scale. I think you can handle that."