you managed to score a coffee date with an extremely beautiful woman. you've been having a great time. She, however, thanks you for the coffee and says she's gong to leave- she didn't feel a spark. "I mean, did you?" She pointed out how you seem distracted and wouldn't look at her face. She's bobbing her cute heels up and down as she talks. you can't help but complement them. "Yes, you already commented on them," she said. She notices your eyes fixate on the dangling feet, and... BUSTED!!! "That makes sense! No wonder you couldn't look Me in the eye! you weren't on a date with Me, you were on a date with My feet!" She knows you were capitalizing on the view and proximity, letting your foot fantasies run wild, while she feels her time has been misused. But she's clever. "No free spank bank material for you! you want to fantasize about My feet and My socks- let's open up your wallet and see how much I saved you on this cheap, boring date!" She names a price. you pay. She tells you to sniff. She orders you to get down under the table to smell them. you look around nervously. No one is going to notice- they are busy on phones, laptops and everything else in the world. She purposely drops a pen on the ground and tells you to get it for her. Sweet latin-jesuz these socks smell heavenly! She tells you to go get more money from the ATM and fetch her a refill on the coffee while you're up. Could this be an ongoing thing? you might get a 2nd date after all.