So last night around 8:30pm I pulled up next to you at the red light at 3rd st and La cienega blvd in LA and you were listening to music so I started dancing in the passenger's seat. You were entertained by this ridiculous display of movement and started dancing too. Thats when I noticed you had a giant chocolate cupcake. I whipped out the giant cinema camera I had with me (working on a music video), pretended to film you, and said take a big bite. You took a massive bite and it was one of the cutest things I've ever seen. You then asked me if I wanted a bite and I eagerly said yes. I unbuckled my seatbelt to reach over and you hand me your cupcake. I took a tiny bite and gave it back to you. Pretty damn good cupcake. The light turned green and I asked you for your number. You started telling it to me but we didn't keep the same speed. Before I was able to reach your car you turned in a right yield turn lane that we weren't in. You told me to turn with you but the guy driving wouldn't turn because he said it was illegal. I was unhappy to say the least. Told everyone about what happened for the rest of the music video. This is a long shot but fuck it, its a better story than tinder.