Loves Me, Loves Me Not

Two middle-aged quirky singles are at the same restaurant waiting, fretting, getting anxious to meet the other one they connected with on OK-cupid with a 90+ compatibility rating. Twenty minutes later, they can’t stand it anymore and text to see who has the better table. After his sip of liquid courage and a slip on split beer and her last swipe of lipstick, they meet. His compliment and her lack of conversation leads them to “laying all the cards on the table.” They go back and forth with his wants, her needs, their compatibilities, leading to a kiss until he declares, “I talk to my mother every day.” Among all of the outrageous revelations of themselves this is the deal breaker. His phone rings.