My date was with... bet you can't guess... Assistant District Attorney Alex Cabot. Real shocker, huh? I'm still kind of reeling from the shock of it.
She asked me to have dinner, the last time I was in her office. Just out of the blue, "Hey, John, wanna go out for dinner sometime?"
I've no idea why she asked me. Hell, does she think I'm interesting or something? I mean, I'm not a side-show, folks. Just divorced a few times. Or does she just wanna pick my brain over some topic?
"Yeah, sure. Thursday night good?"
Godammit.