Cup of Something Good

I was really beginning to think I had lost my edge given that I haven't been asked out on a date in sometime. No worries, I managed to find one in the most un-obvious of places...again. Last night I attended my condo association meeting, which generally consists of a few of the building occupants using up one plus hours of my life to talk about nonsense because I'm pretty sure this is the only human contact they have all year. Don't worry, we covered the gamut of dog-poop, dumpster placement, stray golf-shots and common area house-keeping all with me rolling my eyes a total of only 6 times. Usually I rush out of the meeting so I can be sure park correctly, given that this is often a major topic of conversation. Well, today I received an email from one of our 5 Condo Board Members. It was for all intents & purposes a date invitation, but the way it was composed certainly downplayed that to a painstaking degree. Excerpts:

1) "I was working with one of our clients recently that mentioned your name, along with other girls she knew" - - read, I decided to shoot you an email, but in the off-chance that you reject me I just want you to know that there are plenty of other single girls out there dying to receive an anonymous email from me.

2)"You seem like you’d make a nice friend if nothing else" - - read, I'm going ahead and setting your expectations low because I know you will be heartbroken if for some reason I don't call you back for a second...

3)"Cup of something good at Starbucks" - - read, I'm a little bit of a pansy-ass when it comes to coffee. I figured that you must be like me and go to Starbucks to get a frozen blended drink of chocolate and caramel with a drip of coffee, and an inordinate amount of whipped cream. Cup of something good??? Has he ever heard of scotch on the rocks?