It could be worse: A one on one (CLOSED)

"On me?" He asked.

"Yup."

"You won't get anything."

"Ooh, he just responded. There's a lot about your past fiancees on here." she said.

"Damn it, let me see. I didn't know a lot about them anyway."

"Wow, you were very…. just wow." she said.

"What are you talking about?"

"You were very terrible at dating." she said.

"Yea, which is the reason I'm still single."

"I know."

"Obviously you would, you know practically everything about me."

"Yes, I do. Power of deduction. And my incredibly useful sibling."

"I know everything about you too, so watch what you're saying."

"No, you don't." she said. Damn, memories were resurfacing again.

"Yes, I do."

"Well then, what is my favorite brand of perfume?" she asked.

"How would I know that type of stuff?"

"Well, give it your best guess." she said.

"Umm, Ralph Lauren?" He said, making it sound more like a question than an answer to a question.

"No. I make my own." she said. "What's my favorite music style?"

"Pop??? I don't know, why are you asking me about this?"

"Nope, classical and when I feel depressed Jazz."

"Fine, I don't know a lot about you."

"I have made my point."

"Yes, you have. But the million dollar question is: Do you know a lot about me?"

"Yup."

"Oh really? Very confident, Mrs.Sassy."

"So about that cake?"

"Don't try to avoid the question."

"You're avoiding my question!"