“Jess, joining us at the pub tonight? Emily’s bringing her brother along…David Wilson, the famous tree sculptor. His works have been in The Hobbit, Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. Being a taxonomist, we thought you’d get on.”
“Jane, if he’s so famous, why can’t he make his own dates? What’s wrong with him?”
“What about yourself? When was the last time you had a date? It’s not his fault that his sister inherited all the extroversion genes.”
“Jess, just promise me you won’t mention anything about their Latin names.”
Something told me, they were all barking up the wrong tree.