It was such a pity, such a pity, it was , indeed, dear, dear... for it was a lovely restaurant, so so posh, but after fifteen minutes of introductory matters, her mind went a blank, there was just nothing she could think of to say to him, at least nothing that would be of interest to such a nice gent as himself ... And he just stared across the champagne glasses all polite and expectant ... What to say ?