i certainly see your point. i just don't accept dinner invites from guys who i can never see myself fucking or dating. i met my bf through a friend, and after a ton of chance meetings, we were at the same late night party (at his house), and we hooked up. a week later he invited me to a wedding. i told him i'd go as friends, but i honestly never would have gone if i wasn't interested in him for more than that. we definitely had sex after the wedding. a week after the wedding, i went to visit him in boston and was going to stay with him for a few nights. i walked in to his bedroom, he ravaged me, and then we showered and he took me to dinner for the first time. he paid. our waiter at the sushi place was named richard, and told us stories of his time spent working in a hotel in amsterdam, and how he saw some dude eat a "cock rock" and jump out of a fifth floor room window. pretty much the best dinner ever.