The restaurant's new,
The claret'***** and miss,
He apologises,
He's usually taller than this.

Pickings are meagre,
Breadsticks sate his hunger,
She'd done her best but
Her profile picture's younger.

She's sophisticated,
A good judge of men,
Strange qualities for someone
Who holds a knife like a pen.

The wax dribbles
The candle burns,
She tries to guess
How much he earns.

As it turns out
Not very much,
When the bill arrives
He suggests going dutch.