Remember the date I had last month. I’m meeting her again tonight. Dinner and a show.
Second date.
I guess this is the one where I reveal all my embarrassing secrets; I play D&D. I read comics. I stupidly climb hills.
I’m going to try and treat her as a friend instead of a date. That should make things easier. Of course, I might venture into the territory of being myself. Previous advice has been debatable on whether that is good or not.