 And it's not really her fault. So at first, she said she wanted to go somewhere competitive. We went to a pool hall. I should say I went to a pool hall. I texted her to meet me in the front booth. Before she could meet me there, some weird dude came and sat in the booth with me. I'm not making this up. And I'm like, all right, I don't like the karma here and this weirdo around for my first date. How am I going to explain this guy in the booth to her? So we decided to meet at an axe throwing place. I figured that's competitive. It was right down the street.