It's the weekend and you have a date with a guy you're meeting for the first time. You're going to your favorite restaurant and the only thing you can think about is what you're going to order. You've never had a probably eating in front of guys and you never understood why some women did. Fast forward to the evening and you're at the restaurant. Your food arrives and you eat like it's your last meal with not one care in the world. The guy is staring at you the entire time, you could care less. Will there be a second date? You're not sure, but if he can't accept you when you're at your hungriest -- he can't accept you at all.