Brief Encounter

He sat down and looked into my eyes.

"Let me ask you a question. You have to answer honestly, okay?"

"Okay," I said.

"Do you find me attractive?"

Well this wasn't exactly what I expected, I thought.

"Erm, not really," I ventured hesitantly.

"Ah. That's okay. I respect your honesty. Now ask me a question."

"Oh, er, well, let me think," I floundered. "What is your best attribute, and what is your worst?."

He took a moment and then gave me his deadly serious answer.

"Well, I'm really good in bed. Really good. I can go all night."

I was speechless.

"But I guess my worst attribute," he continued, "is that don't really know how to chat women up."

No shit Sherlock, I thought. I'm never going Speed Dating again.