this is pretty unlike robin. agreeing to a blind date? — they’re really not sure what they’re thinking here, but their mutual friend seems convinced that the two of them are going to hit it off, and he’s kind of been in this lonely place lately; it can’t hurt to try, and as he stands at the designated meet up spot ( next to a statue on the boardwalk, the most colorful fish he's ever seen ), he keeps his eyes peeled, hands pocketed, and tries not to get too into his head. is he making a nice face, did he wear the right thing, does he look approachable? — needless to say, not overthinking this is easier said than done. when someone starts approaching him, he flashes a smile, lifts a hand and waves his fingers. "you supposed to be meeting someone? ... might be me."