"We were having dinner at a mutual friend’s flat when his girlfriend at the time gave him hell for having the smallest stain on his shirt. It was a bit uncalled for, honestly. When she went to the loo, I approached him, told him that having stains on his clothes was proof that he wasn’t perfect and to me that was endearing. Then I walked away. Weeks later he called me up, asked me to lunch, and told me that he broke it off with the other girl because of what I had said."