Thoughts
Her, sitting in restaurant: I see him on the sidewalk, as cute as his dating site picture. Oh no. He obviously sees his reflection in the window. Look at him primp. He must be so full of himself. Probably another loser. Why ever did I swipe right for him?
Him: I wonder whether she’s as gorgeous as her photo. Why ever did she swipe right for me? Hmmm… I should double-check: No food between teeth? Receding hairline too obvious? I should have worn the blue shirt.
Speech
Her: Nice to meet you.
Him: The pleasure’s mine.
