"Sex in the library is overblown. Don't you want a little more? Here is what I want:
You e-mail me a call number of any book you like. We meet there tomorrow night at 8:30 p.m. There, you tell me why you chose it. We hang out for awhile (maybe get a coffee downstairs). Afterwards, we go back to week ten and looming finals.
I have no expectations for looks, sex appeal or performance, endowment, race, religion, ethnicity. I just want a good ol' fashioned library date.
The deal is that I can only choose one person, and my choice will be based on the call number you choose.
Up for the challenge?"
I have always regretted that I did not respond.