You Looked Better Online

            Agatha handed the menu back to her waitress and thanked her, turning back to the younger man sitting on the other side of the table. The appetizer hadn’t been delivered and he was already on his third Coke. He hadn’t asked about their refill policy and the shoes he was wearing told her that he never in his life had to worry about money. He ordered from the entrée list, not the dinners, though since they had already agreed to go Dutch she found herself a budget appropriate fish dinner.

            “So,” he was hesitant in his beginnings, Agatha noted that he had yet to look her in the eye, “do you meet people from dating site often?”

            Agatha shook her head and decided to dodge the barrage of ‘First Date’ questions she knew were on the tip of his tongue.

            “This is my first time. I’m actually still a little shocked you swiped right for me.” His name was Jerry and his picture didn’t depict him as being so frail when she had idly decided that he was mildly attractive.

            “Can we change the subject?”

            “Sure, just um, let me run to the bathroom.” He slipped his phone into his ass pocket and skirted his way over to the brightly lit bathroom sign. This had gone about the same way all of her other first dates had lately: nervous boy with a nervous bowel.

            “Is your date alright, Ma’am?” A nearby waiter asked.

            “Your guess is as good as mine.”