me: so... should we be naughty and order the mozzarella sticks..? my date, a young prostitute who has somehow time travelled from 1830s paris: [discreetly coughing bloody phlegm into silk handkerchief before tucking it away] oui... zat sounds.. ow you say? amazingballs..?

𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕮𝐇͟𝐀͟𝐑͟𝐀͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐄͟𝐑 ━━━ looᴋs for free ınᴛerαcᴛıons. 𝒍𝒊͟𝒌𝒆 for α messαge ın your dm.