Her online date had suggested a bike ride, so on Saturday morning, Audrey rolled her blue bike out the front door of her brownstone onto the street. She probably should’ve cleaned the dust off of it. At least there was a breeze and not too much humidity.

“Hey, Audrey, going for a bike ride?” Jake asked.

She jumped. She hadn’t been expecting to bump into Jake. He had a coffee in one hand and Biscuit on the leash. Biscuit was intently sniffing the tree in front of a neighbor’s townhouse.

“Yes, perfect day for one.” Audrey grinned at him.

He stepped closer to her. Her heart was fizzing like she’d just swallowed a highly-caffeinated drink.

“I could join you if you wait a bit,” he said.

That would’ve been perfect. But no, she had to reply, “Umm, actually I’m meeting a blind date for a bike ride.”

“Really?” He looked surprised.

“Yes, really.” Unfortunately, really.

“I’ve never done a blind date. That takes guts.”

“Or desperation,” Audrey muttered.

“No need for desperation. You just need to leave your office every once in a while, and you’d do fine.”

Audrey felt herself glowing at the compliment, and she looked away briefly before he could notice her mooning over him.

Biscuit finished inspecting the tree and was now pulling to go down the block. Jake waved goodbye.

This date had better be worth it. She bicycled to their established meeting spot: the John Lennon memorial circle. Quite a crowd of people was gathered there. A young man with long hair was playing his guitar, singing “Yellow Submarine.” Another guy had a sign that said, “$1 for a joke; dollar back if you don’t laugh.” She didn’t see her date, who was supposed to be on a green ten speed. She scanned the crowd again and then looked back at the entering pathway.

A guy was bicycling towards her on a green ten speed—in a full-body black speedo outfit.

He stopped in front of her. “Hi, I’m Dan. Are you Audrey?”

“Yes.” Wasn’t he sweating in that Lycra suit? Not much was left to the imagination.

“Are you ready to go? Your bike doesn’t look like it goes very fast,” he said.

“No, but it’s dependable.”

“Perhaps we should meet up? I want to get in a good workout. I like to be efficient with these things. Want to meet up by the boathouse and we can get a drink there?”

Flustered and surprised, she said, “Um, I guess so.”

“Okay, see you there.”

Dan quickly bicycled out of sight.

She texted Eve: Date in full-body black Speedo!?

Eve: Does he look good? How are you biking and texting me? While on date?

Audrey snorted. She started to text a reply and then decided it would be easier to explain by calling Eve.