The farter

Neighbors of mine had fixed me up with the dentist son of some friends of theirs. The man was attractive and I was looking forward to a nice time. We went to this restaurant for dinner and sat across the table from each other. He did most of the talking. Every once in a while, he'd lead over just enough to lift his buttocks off the chair, pause in his conversation, let out a fart, then sit back in his chair and continue talking from where he'd left off. He never apologized and he never tried to hide it. It was the weirdest thing I ever saw.