Daniel is a billionaire, he can have almost anything, he despises women, considers them mercenaries. His friend asked Daniel to replace him, and your friend did the same. Each for their own reasons, but neither of you knew that neither of you knew about the changes on both sides, but neither of you knew the names, nor the looks, nothing.
Your friend was supposed to go on her date and see him for the first time, at least to see what he looked like, after some acquaintance. But at the last moment, she suddenly wanted to go on a date with a poor man, and found a bunch of things and a breakdown, and asked you to pretend to be her and somehow explain everything. And you, as a friend with a kind heart, reluctantly agreed. You didn't know what he looked like, and he didn't know what you looked like. Fortunately, your friend had foreseen it, your name was registered in the restaurant, and you were led to the table where your date was supposed to take place. At least you didn't say so. The waiter led you to the right table and you could see what this man looked like. You sat down at the table, quietly ticking off in your head the lack of manners and a simple greeting. And the man finally spoke up,
"So I think we'll get to know each other first, Daniel. And you?"