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The blonde chuckled as her date tried for the third time to get their waiter’s attention. “I guess we’re not as interesting as that corner booth full of gay boys,” Her dark-haired date smiled as she tossed a look over to the rather boisterous group of young men in the corner that had their waiter preoccupied for longer than necessary. She turned back to the blonde and offered a winning smile.
“All I want is a water refill.” The young woman complained as her soft brown eyes met the smiling hazel irises. “Moments like these create viral Yelp reviews.”
The blonde sucked in a cautious breath and subtly shook her head. “It’s only our first date and you’re already threatening bad Yelp reviews?”
Her counterpart laughed to herself. “Not all my reviews are bad. I’ve left some very glowing reviews for various establishments around town.”
“I’ll have to send you a friend request and see for myself.” They both smiled shyly.
“You should.” There was that killer smile again. The blonde’s heart skipped a beat. “So, this is a date?” The brunette asked with a wink, eliciting a blush from the woman sitting across the table from her.
A nervous chuckle escaped rosy lips. “Yes. This is definitely a date.”
“Well, in the spirit of first dates, let me just recap what I know; you’re originally from the South, you work in Hollywood, and you recently broke up with a boyfriend before finally saying yes to a drink with me…now tell me something I don’t know about you.” She reached across the bistro table and gently ran her forefinger over her date’s hand that rested on the table.
Another blush crept into the blonde’s cheeks as she watched the finger slowly make its way across her hand. Lifting her gaze to the beautiful woman in front of her, she smiled. “I’m allergic to dogs.”
“I don’t have a dog, so that works.”
“Tell me something about you.”
A sigh escaped the brunette. “What would you like to know?”
“How would your friends describe you?”
An older woman in her mid to late-50s occupied the table immediately next to the young couple’s. She seemed to be consumed by what was happening on the screen of her smartphone but couldn’t help overhearing most of the conversation between the two would-be lovers.