My tall, handsome prince: I love you. Thank you for flirting with me yesterday. Someone as gorgeous and personable as you would never do that where I’m from (NYC).

When you complemented my sushi-rrito and I offered to split it, you said no, but maybe you meant yes? I hope so. If you were mine I would take such good care of you.

As I was leaving, I made a dumb joke about Rastafarianism. I’m sorry. That was dumb. I should have just asked for your number. Would you have given it? Can someone so attractive *not* already have a boyfriend? I guess I’ll never know...xoxo