Tip for Fleeing a Date

Robert:
What to say to your first internet date when you’ve spent the evening tip-toeing his below-the-surface rage; his berating of a waiter for not working at a restaurant that serves coffee; and his obliviousness as you run into an ex you wish you had contacted after you split up five months ago because he had insisted you two remain friends and he now sits across the bar seething in rage and disquietude as he stares you and the little, angry man down: “Let’s go.”