The Four Hour Date

There is nothing like it. You venture into the unknown for a blind date. You agree to meet for drinks, though you have no idea what will come. Sure, you spoke on the phone for two hours on Sunday night. But, what does that mean? That doesn't mean you will actually connect with the guy. But, then you meet him for drinks. And he's actually cute. Hooray! Suddenly, four hours have passed...

Is there a better feeling?