Bicycle ride to some scenic place. If you're not a total toy, paint her name on a wall and drive her past it, without telling her beforehand.
Also, candles. Bitches love candles.
I was a courier back when it was cool, the first time.
I made lots of money...
...By settling out of court from people that hit me with their cars.
Back then, we didn't even have emo kids or hipsters.
It was just a bunch of scuzzy dudes that liked bikes.
Also, all the gaylords sitting around on Wall Street right now are accomplishing nothing and they need to get they asses on Craigslist and get a job.
Still though...All of you can go to Hell.
Gaylords.