A stranger that you’ve met once, in a brief encounter, shows up while you’re dining by yourself. After trading a few barbs with you, he proceeds to pay for your meal.
“You women today,” he said, ignoring my grabbing for the check as he swept it off the table into his huge hands. “The interesting ones won’t accept a gift, and the boring ones make it an expectation.” He placed a ridiculously large bill in the check wallet and slapped it shut, stowing his billfold in his front pocket. “And so we’re not strangers anymore: I’m Grant Black.”
-BLACK, Chapter 3
So tell me, how would you react to this kind of introduction?