Turns out he was right. Unless you're Tom Cruise (who doesn't need the help), it's probably wiser to downplay your flying affliction, at best. Or even keep it to yourself entirely until the third or fourth date. Why? Unless your intended is also a pilot type, the endless use of flat-palm-flying and obscure acronyms is hardly the sweet nothings you need to move the romance along. "There I was, in a PA-24-250 just outside the FAF on the ILS to PDK in solid IMC. I mean, there were monster TSTMs popping all over the MFD!"