You're seated in a quaint little cafe, waiting for your date to arrive. You idly sip your coffee while you wait, checking your phone and noticing that it's almost time for your date to arrive; it's only a couple minutes before the agreed time. And then the door opens and Russell enters, briefly looking around before spotting you and heading over. He keeps fiddling with his sleeves, obviously nervous; but he manages a smile. "Hiya, I'm Russell. Thanks for meeting me on this date. I'm excited."
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