Date with #9...

Because I know you all have been diligently sitting in front of your computers hitting refresh repeatedly to see if I have posted something yet, I figured it was time to oblige you all :P
I have been back for about an hour now and I am sorry but I have to keep this short AS I am leaving in an hour and have a TON of work to do still :)
So, lunch with #9 was nice :) He suggested a place here in town that had just opened... I met him there and he is was taller than I expected (nothing wrong with that, just a mental note). We went in and got a seat and no less than three guys came over to help us, two of which were wearing managerial/owner type clothing. Seems #9 took me to a place where he is known. They were soooo scoping me out which made me a little nervous. Rather than "can I get you another drink ma'am" I was getting things like "So what do you do"... lol Turns out his daughter works there.
Anyway, I didn't pick up on too many of the 18 signs, but his body language was very open. After we ate, we sat on a bench outside (to smoke, it was a no smoking restaurant) and he had his arm across the back of the bench (not around me, I was facing him)...
We have a lot in common and he was very complimentary. He told me that my pictures did not do me justice... twice :)
When I got back to work, I had received the following email:
Subject: Pleasure
Kate, I must say it was a pleasure. To meet you in person, was the highlight of my MONTH! I am about speechless.........#9

After I thanked him, I got another...

Subject: still.........
Speachless..............lol...............all i can think of is I wonder if she (you) would like to kick my butt at pool. hmmmm.....

Ok, I will write more, I promise... but I HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO work now, before I am fired!!
Any questions?? Ask away :)
~Kate

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Steve says:
My father told me to try this trick once. I used to work at the Olive Garden, and everyone there knew me. He told me to go to the restaurant and basically act like I owned the place. It wouldn't have been hard, but the problem was that if I went there, everyone would want to know how I've been since I left, and I wouldn't get the chance to talk to my date. So this could work both ways, I guess. -Steve Games are For Children