‘Which man are you chasing at the moment?’ Sam says.
‘No one,’ I say.
I tell him about Mission: Hugo.
‘I did the same thing,’ he says.
Presumably not with Hugo.
‘What do you mean?’ I say.
‘Well, I saw a girl I thought I knew on a dating site…’
Thought you knew. Tenuous.
‘… and so I signed up.’
‘What happened?’ I say.
‘I messaged her… but she didn’t reply. I think she probably thought I was one of those weird stalker types.’
Which you are.
‘So I went on a date with this other girl. But it wasn’t good.’
‘Oh.’ I laugh. ‘Is this what everyone does – join these sites because they know someone on them who they fancy?!’
Suddenly it all makes perfect sense.