She’s two deviations smarter than me, and three deviations better looking. Plus, we are complete strangers.

However, I know a little about cocktails and a lot about espresso, so I’m confident that she’ll think I’m at least a little cute.

Prediction markets will agree,

(and I promise that I’m not a creep),

that what very well might be

(even if quite unlikely)

is worth a speculative leap.