Yes, forward my details. Tell him I thought I'd found true love once, but I got left with nothing but a valentine. It was still worth it.
((Ork longarms muscle. His best date was in a hospital cafeteria sharing a tepid bowl of tomato flavour soup with the woman who's life he had almost lost his life rescuing.))
Petrovna wasn't wearing her trode net, so she pinned her commlink between her chin and shoulder while she stirred the bowl.
"I doubt his motives but I'm willing to listen. You're sure this isn't an extraction? You know I don't care for those, dear. Tell him I'm interested.
The middle-aged woman shifted the commlink to her other shoulder and resumed mixing.
"By the way, dear: I'm making minciunele. Should I save you some?"
(Wiccan divination mage. Her worst date was with a rather handsome tourist who was under the impression "reading his palm" was a sexual euphemism.)
Player karma is around 130 and my last run was Open Sesame on the third of this month.