Me: So, I have a date on Wednesday night. At a place with tablecloths. There might also be candles.
Dad: There are supposed to tablecloths and candles.
Me: Well, you know, I don’t like to be that girl.
Dad: Mmmmph.
Me: But I have to say, I like this better so far. Usually the boys I date are less, “how about dinner on Wednesday?” and more “so, I’ll call you when I get out of Kinkos, if I’m not too high.”
Dad: (Dryly.) Dare to dream, Peaches.
Jennie Smash 
I want to have a few beers with Pa Smash.
“Sexy, romantic dining,” proclaims the link.
You know, of course, this will require nylons, heels and a skirt. Have fun.
Capt B, I think almost all of us would enjoy that. Perhaps we could form “PASS” (the PA Smash Society), with chapters in cities around the world.