Scene - Friday night, sitting at a Starbucks, reading the Globe and Mail and eating a Nanaimo bar - taking some "Me" time, texting with my friend.
Friend: How's your night going? What are you up to?
Me: Just sitting at Starbucks next to a really cute guy. Whoa, he just got a text and LITERALLY bolted out of the place. Weird.
Friend: Were you on a date with him?
Good to see the faith my friend has in my dating skills.