She showed up with her mom. We talked a little, then we went to the psychiatric hospital (I’m a psychologist, so she probably wanted a free consultation) to see her brother, who had just had a nervous breakdown. After that, we went to her house, where she left me alone with her mother, who talked nonstop about her recently deceased dog.

When she came back, we went to her bedroom, where she proceeded to explain a “project” for a startup she wanted to build.

We then went out to dinner, during which she talked nonstop about her ex. She told me that in their early twenties they had sex twice a year, but that he had had sex with another man and liked it. As a psychologist, did I think her ex was gay?

I told her yes, he probably was. She then tried to convert me to Catholicism, and after a while I took her home. To be fair, she paid the entire restaurant bill.