Date Night Devotees Pillows

"Oh man! She wants to swap spit!"

'I sent out for everything.'

"Cheers! Well, this is exciting. I've never had a dinner date with a duck before." "Relax, honey. I'm just here for the bread."

"M'lady, we’ve reached peak Brooklyn."

Sure, he's a zombie but hey, it's nice to finally meet someone who is more interested in my brains than my body.

"I love this place—its food, its ambience, and its political goals."

Life is for the birds.

"And which regional cuisine would you be interested in this evening—Northwester, Southwestern, Southeastern, or Northeastern?"

So Close..

"You do like octopus?"

"This place is one of New York's best-kept secrets."

Couple looking at the statue of Eros by moonlight.

'You complimented the chef on his dumplings -now he wishes to return the compliments!'

'Of course you're very dear to me - that meal just cost a fortune.'

"You're such a good listener."

Sauvignon Bonk

"Waiter! Two of your finest menus!"

"Umm ... not sure what notes you'll detect on your palate, but it'll get you ripped."

"Honey, do these sweatpants make me look like I prefer we stay in tonight so I can watch the game?"

"You're the lid to my pot."

Why we need poetry. . .

Romantic Violinist.

"Let's talk film or let's not talk film - I'm easy."

'This should be perfect. The main characters fall in love during a series of explosions.'

"Oh, Jeff, you swore this wasn't a podcast."

'Er . . . and a fork for me...'

"Something romantic, perhaps?"

"Do you mind?"

Romance

'We don't 'skimp' on the pour, sir; we're just generous with the glass.'

Try to guess the continent dining...

'The heart and eyes feel nothing, but the stomach and ears are completely infatuated.'

"I love you, you big fool."

Hello. I'm Ferdinand. I'll be monitoring the levels of bull at your table this evening. Menu. Menu.

'Eight years old, huh? If it's so good, why didn't somebody drink it eight years ago?'