Maybe my blind date will look like Charlize and maybe she'll smoke like this and do that French inhale thing that just drives me nuts with the smoke swirling around her mouth and nose as I gaze up longingly, real longingly, from my perch there just above her stocking tops not letting the drool slip from the corner of my mouth onto that place where her leg turns into hip. Licking it lightly, that place, but no drool, of course no drool.