If my friends were trying to set us up, here’s what they’d probably say:

• She’s a 43-year-old single mom of two amazing kids who are with her most of the time. She’s really into the chaos. It’s her big adventure.

• She lives in an adorable (yet tiny) 1940s bungalow in Atlanta and sometimes bikes around—on one of those wildly uncool electric cargo bikes, wearing an ugly helmet because safety is sexy. (She doesn’t actually like the bike, but her kids do).

• She used to work at the CDC in Global HIV. (Yup, she’s unemployed. But she had a great run and saw some incredible places before the political climate shifted. She’s on the job market now and open to legitimate offers. The bonus? Aforementioned kids + unemployment makes daytime dates ideal.)

• She’s working on a doctoral dissertation—because she’s too far in to quit.

• She’s smart, a little quirky, an erratic texter, and mostly nice. Despite the gin martini origin story, she doesn’t drink much anymore—but a very nice, very dry champagne is her drink of choice.

• She’s not here to kill time—just hoping to go on her first last date. Online dating is weird. Hence, this little, goal-oriented experiment.

She has “dating profile” pics, but they make her anxious. You already met her in real life, so she’s sparing you the glamour shot. She laughs a lot.