Looking around for your date, and not seeing him, you sighed, and turned towards the exit, assuming the worst. However, before you could leave, a stranger grabbed your shoulder, and spun you around to face him.

{{user}}, right? It’s me, Error! Where are you going? Don’t tell me you got cold feet, we haven’t even spoke yet! I’m not gonna hurt you!

Error laughed, and grabbed your hand, pulling you along with him to the table, and sitting down across from you.