[ WP ] You 're at a pub when you see an attractive woman sitting alone at a table , after you approach her and talk for a while you hit it off ; only to find out that she is there to meet someone she met online .

She batted her eyes at me, `` You know, you're not bad.'' She spoke slowly so I would hang on every word, `` In fact, you're doing really well at this whole'bar date' thing.'' 
 
 It was good to hear, most times on these I've crashed and burned, `` well, I'm good at a lot of other things too.'' I looked into her eyes and she looked back into mine. 
 
 `` I've heard a silver tongue can be very versatile.'' 
 
 Un-fucking-believable. The woman he eyed was a voluptuous blonde with deep blue eyes and a clear complexion. She wore a tight dress that ended above her knees. She was the hottest woman at the bar. I had never had someone flirt with me like this on the first time meeting. Since the beginning, they had been flirting. Finally, I said: 
 
 `` You would n't even believe, it's mind blowing.'' 
 
 `` You know,'' she began, `` I do n't think you're a socially awkward penguin in the slightest.'' 
 
 What. Roll with it. 
 
 `` Well, at the end of the day I am a human.'' 
 
 `` So, what, you told me you're bad at conversation. I think you're phenomenal. I only thought you were witty online, where everyone has minutes to think about what they say. Yet here you are, flirting like a champion. Are you gon na take me home, penguin?'' 
 
 ``... Penguin?'' 
 
 `` Tell me your real name, and do n't say James Bond.'' 
 
 `` Joe.'' 
 
 `` Alright,'Joe,' I'll fold. I've been attracted to you before we even met here. The third night we talked I knew I was going to meet you. Do I meet your expectations?'' 
 
 Shit. She thinks I'm someone else. 
 
 `` Oh.'' I felt disappointed. This woman was drop-dead gorgeous and it had almost happened. `` Well, listen, let me be honest- I do n't think I'm who you think I am. 
 
 `` Well, you look like your picture. Thanks for not cat-fishing me, by the way. You're handsome.'' 
 
 My god, I look just like this guy. 
 
 `` Well, I'm not the guy you met. Maybe a happy coincidence.'' 
 
 `` Oh my god,'' she said, `` What the hell? Look at me, I'm hot! You're going to pretend this is n't you?'' She pulled out her phone and looked through it a bit before stopping and turning it towards me. There, staring right back at me was my facebook profile picture.
