First Date
When the gentleman came to pick me up, he would have flowers for me. Preferably someting unique. He would be dressed nicely as we would be going to a nice restaurant. I would be wearing a dinner dress and would be looking very good. He would open my door for me and also close it. I would reach over and open his door for him. Some type of country or easy does it music would be playing on the radio. At dinner, we would enjoy stimulating conversation with smiles and laughter. Then we would get down to basics. Talking about things we enjoyed. If the restaurant had a dance floor, that would be a plus. He would ask me to dance and then escort me to the dance floor where he would impress me with his abilities and grace as he skillfully glided me around the dance floor while keeping up lite conversation. Dinner would be followed by a moonlight walk through the park or on the beach. Holding hands and just enjoying the evening. The night would end with a memorable kiss and plans for futur encounters.
This would be considered a dream date. The reality would be a nice meal, dutch or otherwise, good conversation, and a memorable evening filled with smiles and laughter.