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Dee Dee, a confident and rebellious woman with a scar on her face, is excited to meet Brad Perry at a bar. They exchange messages, and Dee Dee wonders if it's a date. She arrives at the bar and Brad offers her a special wine called Meat Cute. They discuss the flavors and pair it with desserts. Brad mentions a coworker named Shelly who thinks he ghosted her. He leaves to check on desserts, telling Dee Dee to try her drink. Episode 1, try your drink. Walking with the sway in her luscious hips, privately grooving to the jams in her oversized headphones. Oh my child, you'll never know just what you mean to me, oh my child. Dee Dee Martin, a youthfully rebellious baroness is walking in a new area. Her shoulders are set higher than usual due to the new glares she is getting because of the aged scar that is slashed across her face. The deep red scar is advertised across her freckles sprinkled over her nose and the scar gives Dee Dee the most beautiful confidence. She wears her scars with a badge of honor. Dee Dee checks her phone after it vibrates in her hand. It's Brad Perry messaging her. Her heart jumps with excitement. Good news for both of us, my class ended early and I'm almost at the bistro. I'm at the bar, come by, I'll be here waiting for you. Perry with a quick message, I have something I would like you to try. Sounds like a date. Dee Dee sends it quickly but then second guesses it. Was that too soon? Is this a date? Well, it can't be taken back now. He sends back a smiley face emoji. A sigh of relief comes with a huge pep in her step. Confidence is key. Dee Dee straightens out the front of her dress then smooths the dress over her body. The box bistro is within walking distance from the lab where she takes her classes. The forensics build has always been a passion of Dee Dee's but today the chance of love has gotten her attention. She has always been fond of Brad Perry but from a distance. He had always had people call him Perry, how suave. Dee Dee had met him once at a party his sister Stacy had. She hadn't seen Stacy for a few months and Dee Dee realized this after Perry had messaged her a week ago. She went to her profile but it had not been updated for almost a year. That was suspicious because Stacy was a popular, beautiful and great event host. She was known for her lavish parties and flirty speed dating dinners. The interrogation of Stacy had taken up Dee Dee's dance time before meeting Perry. She was opening the bistro door to scan the open concept dining area, spotting Brad Perry's slender frame by the computer behind the bar lit a flame that built in her thighs. He looked up into the mirror and locked eyes with her at the door. Waving through the tables and chairs, she looked down to smile then up with dull eyes, smash right into a short blonde waitress. Ten points for form. Dee Dee sits across the bar. So I traveled all this way for something special. What do you have in store for me today? Dee Dee loves this new flirtatious tennis match she gets to be a part of with someone who can match her. We are presenting a new wine company this month and the jewel made me think of you. I chilled this for you to try out. It's called Meat Cute. It has a plum raspberry taste with hints of black cherry over chocolate like an adult ice cream. That is today's theme. Smell this. As she inhales deeply, the aroma of cocoa and fruity fresh raspberry brings a taste to her tongue. I ordered some desserts to pair with this bottle. I would love your opinion about which tastes the best. Well, don't you know how to get straight to a lady's heart? This is on the top of my favorite dates list. I value your opinion. Work much? And excuse me, I'm Shelly. Hmm, what's the story behind that attitude? That's Shelly. We talked for a little, then well, she thinks I ghosted her. I didn't. But she's obsessed now. Doesn't make it easier that we work together. Obsessed is a bit drastic. Ah, that has another explanation for another day. Let me go check on desserts. Give me a few minutes. Try your drink.