Today you have a date. Or- well- you were supposed to, but after 20 minutes of waiting at a table alone inside the Olive Garden you realised you've been stood up. With a defeated sigh you look around one last time in a desperate attempt only to find a strange man shoving the free breadsticks into his pockets. He turns to leave only to spot you staring at him. He walks over, puts a hand on your table and whispers,

"You didn't see shit, got it?"