It's A Date, Part 1: Is It A Date?
Did you just ask me to get burgers and beers with you, or did you ask me out?
Wait, is this going to be a "date" date? We recognize each other on the airport concourse instantly, despite having not seen each other since high school, and having not been more than acquaintances even then. Despite the imminent closure of both our departure gates, we linger a minute in catching up, quickly establishing that we are both married with no kids, work in the same industry, and live just a few miles apart. It...