The second date (with a man I've only met once, on our first date). I'm in his house, haven't told anyone where I'm going, and I'm nervous. He says:
"I bet this is the first time you've been on a date with a professional killer."
Memorable. Turned out he wasn't even joking, as he's in some elite part of the defense forces. Then we had camomile tea and a pleasant chat.
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