WHETHER or not we care to admit it, libations are one of the best social lubricants available, especially on a blind date. But what happens when one person chooses to have a drink and the other is fine with a tall glass of water? We sent Adam and Nicole, both 26, to the Upper West Side restaurant A.G. Bistro to find out exactly how two people with different tastes find some flavor in their date.
He said:
When I showed up, Nicole was already seated at our reserved corner booth. She had gorgeous, kind eyes and a really sexy head of gloriously curly hair.
There were hardly any lulls or awkward “watch-checking” moments. She did stop and take her phone out and fiddle with it at one point. Her job was e-mailing her; it wasn’t like she was bored and decided to mentally check out by going on Instagram.
AG Bistro was cozy and welcoming. We enjoyed the food, but every time I took a bite, I nearly choked trying to say something in response. I had two beers, which Nicole was cool about. She doesn’t drink, but encouraged me to enjoy mine.
We exchanged numbers before I swiped her through the subway with my card. She gave me a hug, then darted onto the train. I am extremely interested in seeing her again.
She said:
Adam looked cuddly and adorable. We shook hands, and he sat with a good amount of distance between us.
We began talking, and I learned he’s very adventurous. He’s into biking, has been skydiving, and ran a Tough Mudder, which I had never heard of until he told me about it.
Adam asked if I minded him ordering a beer, which was gentlemanly of him. I didn’t. He didn’t mind when I had to check my phone for work. Then I noticed Adam moved in closer, but he still behaved.
I appreciated the differences between Adam and me. He spoke to my adventurous side, so I gave him my number, but I don’t think it will go anywhere past this.
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