I was set up on a date the other day. A friend of a friend. Described as a good man, but very lonely. Given the friend in question does this kind of thing professionally, I agreed. I dressed up and got ready and went to the restaurant, only to find my assistant waiting for me.
(It wasn't intentional, for the record. He was as mortified as I was).
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(It wasn't intentional, for the record. He was as mortified as I was).