Cyrpil had never been much of a fan of blind dates, but this one was different. He was meeting Dr. Ripley for a little exchange of sorts - whether it be knowledge, numbers, flirtations, or perhaps even certain favors. He wasn't sure, but he was excited nonetheless.
As he walked into the restaurant, he scanned the area for a woman matching the description given by the client. Spying her from afar, he giv...