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The evening had started pleasantly, but then punches were thrown, all because he insisted on calling the dish squid amidst a calamari crowd.

He took her for Mongolian and she picked up something she’d never seen before. She said, I’ll put anything in my mouth. And he fell in love.

He answered “bacon” to her question about the nature of love. She left him and he was alone and then she returned and he turned on the stove

He saw her squeezing canteloupes and he walked over to her and said, You have a lovely mouth. And then she opened her mouth. And she didn’t.

She was all for adventurous eating but it was a first date and the sausage looked too much and she wasn’t sure if she did that sort of thing

The burgers are too red in the middle for her liking. They’re the color of my nailpolish, she yells. It’s just blood, he says. Deal with it.