The Perfect Match

Summary

I went out to dinner with my boyfriend and ran into a pretty girl.

She stood timidly by our table: "Professor Thorne, can I sit with you guys?"

My boyfriend frowned: "Can't you read the room?"

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes as she silently went to sit at a table nearby.

Halfway through the meal, I ran into her again outside the restroom.

Dropping her timid act, she looked at me with absolute certainty and said, "I bet you I can steal your boyfriend in three months. Believe me?"