They split the dessert, Matthew paid the check, and he drove her back home. He killed the engine and turned to look at his date. "Did you have a good time, Kimberly?"
"I did. It was... really nice."
"Good," he replied with a smile. "Because there's no way in hell I'm taking you out again."
"What?" Kimberly exclaimed.
"Date's officially over. Time to rate it. Um, I'm gonna give it a... two."
"A two?!" Kimberly seethed. "On what scale?"
"One to ten."
"Matthew?! What the heck?!"
"I'm sorry, but this was a disastrous date."
"Oh my god! You're such a jerk!"
"Sorry, Kim. Just telling it like it is."
Kimberly shook her head, her face flushed. She didn't think it was a particularly successful date, but she certainly wouldn't go as far as calling it disastrous. "I can't believe you only
