My Date Ordered a $150 Lobster Dinner on Our First Date and Then Refused to Pay – Moments Later, Karma Struck Her Right There in Front of Me
She shook her head, still smiling. “Alright, you get points for effort.”
As our drinks arrived, she pulled out her phone. “I hope you don’t mind. I’m documenting my food journey.”
“Is that right? Impress me, then.”
“Go for it. My plate’s never looked this good.”
She snapped a photo, then one of us. “Smile. My friends will demand proof you exist.”
I grinned. “Tell them I survived the first round.”
Chloe winked. “Oh, it’s early yet.”
We clinked glasses, the room buzzing, conversation flowing like we’d done this a hundred times.
For a moment, I thought maybe I’d misjudged her. Maybe Chloe was just bold, not entitled.
“My friends will demand proof you exist.”
We finished eating, and I was almost relaxed by the time Maya cleared the plates.
Then the check arrived, placed in the middle of the table. Chloe did not reach for it.
I glanced at her, then at the bill. Her lobster alone was $150. Add in wine, dessert, and sides, her share was well over half.
I pulled out my card. “Alright. We’ll just split it like we said, right?”
Chloe leaned back, smiling like she was in on a joke I had missed. “I’m not paying.”
I stared, half-expecting her to laugh. “What?”
Her lobster alone was $150.
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