Black Jack: You totally did. Girl, I can hear it in my head.
Dani Girl: I swear I'll do better next time. Lola came across as so sweet in the coffee shop.
Black Jack: She was sweet, but she doesn't know Whitney, and I'm not sure I can date a girl like that. You're right. She's not the one for me… And you're snorting again.
Dani Girl: You make it impossible not to!
Black Jack: So, are you gonna go out with Andy again?
Dani Girl: Think I'd rather do another double date with you. Got someone else lined up for me?
Black Jack: You bet I do. A guy from my team's been asking—Cole. He's second-string and not football obsessed. Did a one-year student exchange to Denmark when he was in high school, so at least we know he loves to travel. You want me to set something up?
Dani Girl: Sure. Tobin's gunning for me to set you up with his yoga instructor. What do you think?
Black Jack: Sounds flexible. Let's green-light that one.
APRIL 30TH
Black Jack: Just heard a busker murder "I Will Always Love You." I think my ears are bleeding.
Dani Girl: Oh no! Here's a comforting cyber hug. You better listen to the Whitney version now. Blast that shit until your ears feel better.
Black Jack: Good call. See you for date night tomorrow.
Dani Girl: Sounds good. Ms. Yoga and I will meet you at the restaurant.
MAY 1ST
Black Jack: For such a flexible person, I've never met someone so intolerant of… everything.
Dani Girl: OMG, I know! What was Tobin thinking? I'm seriously going to have to kick his ass. Cole was nice, though. His travel stories were fun.
Black Jack: Until they were interrupted by the vegan eco-freak. Sorry. That's harsh. I'm just still riled that she accused me of being a murderer for enjoying a hamburger. And then we had to sit through a 13-minute (I timed it!) diatribe about how the colonists decimated the bison. I get it. If anyone understands white oppression and stupidity, it's us. But she sat there with her white ass perched in her chair, talking at us like we didn't understand just how bad the colonists were. We fucking get it!
Dani Girl: I know. I had to resist the urge to slap a hand over her mouth, but I was worried she might snarl and bite me or something.
Black Jack: She seemed too zen for that, but she probably would have lectured you on freedom of speech or some shit.
Dani Girl: I seriously think Tobin was pranking us. He didn't warn me at all about the eating thing. If he had, I would have chosen a place with more than one vegan option on the menu. I felt so bad for the waiter. She made like twenty adjustments to her order.
Black Jack: I feel sorry for the chef too.
Dani Girl: Ugh! Nightmare. I swear the next girl I set you up with will be the tits.
Black Jack: The tits?
Dani Girl: Yes, Tobin taught it to me. He's going through a British slang phase. It means excellent or great.
Black Jack: The tits. Okay then.
Dani Girl: I know. So funny, right?
Black Jack: Let's hope our next date is a winner.
Dani Girl: Fingers crossed!
MAY 2ND
