This is my response to this week’s Flashback Track Friday prompt, where I was inspired by the track “You’re All I’ve Got Tonight” from The Cars’ eponymous 1978 album.
Challenged myself with a hundred-word flash today.
Our first date. Should I have been more tactful? Still, kill or cure. She’ll either like me or…
I smile weakly. “You all right?”
Silence.
With hindsight, I should have noticed her face growing purple, giving some warning. But startled, I flinch as she sweeps her napkin, tearing it from her lap, onto the waiting table. In a seemingly singular movement, she swiftly stands, knocking the table in the process. Her side plate crashes to the parquet floor, alerting diners to our altercation.
Without words, she turns and flounces out.
On reflection, at least she didn’t spill the claret.
Mister Bump 
Are you sure this hasn’t happened. Seems oh so vivid and a theme I’ve seen you play with before. Didn’t anyone tell her you’re not supposed to get all choked up on the first date? 😂💜 A great, tense moment. Well done.
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You’d be surprised the things that happed on some of my first dates!
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I imagine so. Things that happened and didn’t happen.
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I remember one woman was an aspiring breeder of pedigree puppies. And getting a blow-by-blow account. It’s funny because years later, when I was married, I knew a guy who insisted on treating me to an intimate explanation of his lathe, including showing me a wooden fruit bowl he made.
I must have one of those faces…
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😂
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Wow, that was a surprise 😳
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Only for someone who doesn’t know me!
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We believe you 😉🖤
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Totally made up, honest!
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😊🖤
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