One time I brought this girl back to my place for a romantic meal for two. Things were going good and the conversation was flowing, that is until I brought out the food and set it in front of her. I can't help but notice the look of mild disgust as she stares down at her food. "What's wrong? You haven't touched your haggis and black pudding? Don't you like it?" I enquire. "No, the food looks great, it's just...these plates...are you sure they're clean?" she replies.
"Of course they're clean" I answer, slightly offended. "I use hot water and soap to clean all my cutlery thoroughly!"
Reassured, she begins to tuck into her food and the mood picks up again. After we're finished eating, she tells me she can hear noises upstairs.
"Oh, that's just my two dogs" I tell her. "I was just keeping them upstairs, I wasn't really sure if you were a 'dog person'"
"I love dogs!" she exclaims excitedly "Can I meet them?"
"Sure...
...Hot Water! Soap! Come on downstairs boys!"