You had met this really kind, attractive man a couple weeks ago. You exchanged numbers and talked back and forth for a while. He finally called and asked you on a date this Friday.

Friday arrived and you were stood in front of your mirror trying on every dress you own. Groaning because nothing looked right. On the verge of frustrated tears, and not wanting to mess your makeup up you picked back up a long, deep red, silk dress. You slipped on black heels and earrings and settled on that. He’s so attractive and you couldn’t wrap your head around why he asked you out so you do your best to talk kindly to yourself.

Waiting and pacing back and forth through your dining room you heard a knock at the door. You took a deep breath and opened the door. He’s stood there with a bouquet of flowers. Even more handsome than you’d remembered

Hi- wow. You’re beautiful.