Fancy meeting you here.
Come in, sit down. Try a sip of my drink. Delicious, isn’t it? You can almost taste my lips on that straw, can’t you?
Oh, go ahead. Size me up, take me in. I guarantee I’ll do the same to you, albeit with a naughty twinkle in my eye. Watch me flit through all the possible scenarios I see in my head - no, that one’s too tame, that one’s too easy, that one’s too… soon… Ah yes, found it. Perfect. You have no idea what you’re in for.
I do, though. I know exactly what you need. Everything about you, from that first carefully crafted email to that fresh slack you let into your tie walking in, tells me what you’re looking for.
(I mean, obviously you’re looking for me. I told you I’d be the stunning redhead in the hot little green number. And aren’t I, though? You really do have the best taste in women.)
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I’m Ivy. I am… complicated, but I invite you to be simple. At 5’3”, I’m short enough to make you feel tall, fit enough to make you want to turn mountaineer with me, and flexible enough to shiver your ideas of human limitations. I have an elegance long trained, and a laugh easily shared. Warmth and connection come as easy to me as breathing, dancing, and reading - all of which are crucial to my existence (though not necessarily in that order). Oh, and I unabashedly love puns. What's your favorite joke? I’ll bet you mine’s cheesier.
In truth, I’m only me, and you’re only you. We’re two players on life’s stage, struggling to remember our lines and find our marks (and where was that cue to kiss anyways?). Let me play director for a moment, and guide our paths together. I’ll set our scene, we’ll find that missing cue, and no one will ever be the wiser for the deus ex machina we’ve crafted in secret.
Anything else you want to know about me? Just ask. I can’t wait to share.