Date #2 (of POF and Shawn)

Thursday night, I scheduled my second date with Shawn at my favourite new restaurant: Pourhouse. I figured, if the date went south, I would enjoy a good meal. http://www.pourhousevancouver.com/jones/

I was apprehensive about the second date, but as I was getting ready I was excited. He was late (but had the courtesy to message me before 8pm letting me know that he was running late) so I was not upset. And so he arrived - late, but arrived. Dressed a bit better, and I was glad when he did.

So we drank and ate (recommend: crispy cheese, brooklyn brown ale, warm chocolate cake and lots and lots of custom cocktails). And the conversation turned odd - drinking and puking, how is that an appropriate second date topic?

Anyway, another 3-4 hours later, I walked him to the seabus and we kissed good night. The kiss was still okay, (we got whistled at, we must have looked hot and steamy) and then the date ended.

The bill. The bill came and we sat there for about 10 mins still chatting. On a second date, I still expect to be treated. But he made no move (at this point, I am starting to discover that he is not confrontational or agressive). Finally I mentioned the bill, and that we should split it. I was not peeved about splitting the bill, but I felt he should be making the first move, the first guesture. Anyway.

I left feeling unsure. Will there be a second? Is this heading anywhere? At that point, all I knew was the date was not to shabby but it was time to curl up in bed. Alone, but by choice.