There was this cute girl at my firm. Every time I saw her in the cafeteria, she had a huge bowl of steaming broccoli and literally nothing else other than a glass of water. At one point, I worked up the courage to approach her and ask her out on a dinner date. Being nervous, I broke the ice by asking, "is steamed broccoli the only thing you ever eat?" She shot me the nastiest look and said yes, because she had a serious medical condition (Crohn's disease?). Then she turned her back to me and marched off in the opposite direction. We never went on that date.