Date 13

"The air hangs heavy like a dulling wine."

I thought that a first date with a bi-sexual writer/director of porn films would be nothing if not interesting, sadly, it turned out to be very dull and very short. We met quite late in the evening so I'd already had my tea but she hadn't so she wanted to go to a restaurant. While I watched her eat a starter and main course, I only had a starter and because I was wanting to make a good impression I went halves on the bill (I'll never do that again). I asked her about her job, hoping she'd tell me some amusing anecdotes but she said "I don't want to talk about it as it's just a job, would you want to talk about yours?" I said: "Yes, I'm quite happy to." But I never got any interesting titbits out of her. We then went onto a bar and I bought the first round. After our first drink she asked whether I was staying for another one and I replied in the affirmative assuming she wanted to buy one for me, but what she actually meant was, was I staying at the bar on my own as she was going home. I wasn't into her at all and I assumed that she wasn't into me but bizarrely she kept contacting me in the aftermath, but I only ever replied to her in a polite manner as I hadn't enjoyed the evening at all.