back in the dark ages before I was married, I didn't really want to meet this one guy who kept asking me out, so I asked if I could bring a "friend" along - he agreed as long as it was another girl, so I took my mum! She was only 31 so she could have passed for a friend.
He was very courteous, and asked us both what time we had to home. My mum fell about laughing at that, she was about 10 years older than him at least!
He bought me babysham's all evening, and made sure he got a different colour plastic rose cocktail stick thingy each time - he was quite sweet, but deadly dull.
All was going well until I had one babycham too many and forgot myself and blurted out "Mum" instead of calling her by her first name. He looked so scared, he went to the toilet and didn't come back!
Ah well, it was funny at the time.