The truth is, I don't give two hoots about the actual facts. Let's beguile.
I appreciate bite, reserve, enthusiasm and good judgement. If they were whip smart, rather tall and real I'd have to mind I didn't gawp, but pragmatism rules real life; which is where to find chemistry (a part, but not all of it). It's why I don't take this all that seriously for the stated purposes but still love finding the gold among the gravel. The stakes rise with every inch over 6' tall. The future is Tesco Dating (by trolley buzzer).
Still, I like seeing what the wind blows in. Make no mistake, I have my eye on the candy. If you make me laugh I will love you momentarily and forget you. But if you have the glint of the true co-conspirator I'm yours for the adventuring.
Meanwhile, I read you, discover you and listen to the sound of the OKC pulse. I can spot a wag at a name, at a glance, at a thousand paces. If I start to drop off, a line here, a phrase there will instigate my own private eureka or make me snort my tea with laughter. In a good way for the most part. I was going to write a spoof profile then realised these were already written and more imaginatively than I ever could, by my extreme enemies.
I check match %, photo, height, profile in about that order. But the right message can cut through most of that.