The Boss

Your type is the girl who ordered before you sat down and was right about it. She's decisive the way weather is decisive: no committee, no apology, occasionally a warning. She'll pick the place, the wine, and the pace, and if you can hold your own she'll hand you the wheel just to see what you do with it. Weak nerves need not apply. She isn't mean; she just refuses to pretend to be smaller for anyone's comfort, including yours. You matched with her because you don't want a passenger. You want a rival with great perfume.