The Garden of Eden?

There's a new Tinder boy tonight, Eden. Super nice and friendly. He like chubby girls and deep belly buttons. Checks on those. 

Alas, I get the sense he might be a "stuffer." And the last stuffer, I did not like. I'm trying not the prejudge but I don't want to be all about the food. I mean, god, I love food. Love it. But, I also love hockey and pink skies and dancing in the parking lot and all things geeky and weird. I also do love pleasing people and helping them achieve their fantasies, so maybe adding an eclair to my bedroom routine isn't necessarily a bad thing? But not an entire pizza and ice cream cake like SHB wanted. Bletch.