“Did you like the movie?” she asked me with a grin,

“Truth be told,” I replied, “the plot was rather thin.”

“That’s part of its beauty,” my date starts to retort,

“A chance to switch off mentally, it’s like watching a sport.”

“You did not just say that?” I ask, incredulous,

“Sport has depth, but this crap, I couldn’t care less.”

“It’s _could_ care less,” she corrects me incorrectly,

“No, my care _could not_ be lower, I said it perfectly.”

“I don’t think that this will work,” she finally shows some sense,

“I think we can agree on that,” then our own way we went.

Before I get two steps I hear, “if you want to find someone groovy,

Maybe next time don’t take them to see a Marvel movie.”