She Tried to Scam Me With a $150 Lobster on Our First Date, But One Detail Exposed Everything

I got there early, sat at the bar, tried to look relaxed while checking the door every few seconds.

The bartender smirked. “First date?”
I didn’t deny it.

Then Chloe walked in.

She looked exactly like her photos—maybe even more polished. Red dress, confident posture, the kind of presence that pulls attention without asking for it.

The first part of the date actually went well. Conversation flowed. The spark was there. For a moment, I thought maybe this could be something.