DIAL A DATE

I received a phone call from The Local owner yesterday asking me out for dinner. When I replied I was fairly chockers for the next ten years, he fired back with 'So what's your favourite restaurant?'. Not to be outdone I hit him with 'Le Pont De Le Tour' in London. He came back with 'I'll see what I can do but let's go with Wafu for now.' I'm a sucker for persistence. Ask The Ex. He saw the full brunt of that theory. Jesus.

Anyhoo, I repeated the 'chockers for the next ten years' answer and he said he would phone me later when I had cleared out my diary.

The phone rang and it was The Queen.

The Queen: Did you give The Local owner my number?
Me: Nooooo, he asked you what your lucky number was and you answered with your phone number.
TQ: Oooh clever. Anyway, he phoned me today.
Me: That's usually the way it works. Next step is marriage, watch.
TQ: He wanted to take me out for dinner and asked me what my favourite restaurant was.

Jeepers, but the boy was busy yesterday! Note to guys, if you're going to cover all your options and invite all the girls you know on a date, until one of them says yes, make sure they're not friends.

On a side note: I kinda like him now. Oh God stoppit.