Well lets start with how strikingly handsome I am. This cannot be stressed enough, because personality comes and goes but physical beauty is forever. I love my cats but not my job. YOU should be able to make up songs on the spot with me, play an instrument, get jokes and be nice. And whatever else.
We would take a magical ride down a rainbow into a land full of magic amd make-believe. We would share a picnic lunch of gumdrops and marshmallows. A friendly unicorn stops by to nuzzle your neck. Our picnic would be interrupted by stardust clouds raining orange blossom nectar. We get lost in the rain only to by guided by a family of fireflies into a secret grotto where the woodland nymphs and centaurs frolic and play.
Then we would probably get drunk and end up back at my place.