When I met the girl I dated this past summer, she was struggling to keep her head up from the bar. I came up to her and offered her some water. She was totally wasted. I later asked her if she would like a ride home. On the way to my car she said, "I have a confession, I'm not really 21, I'm 19." So my first impression was that she was a lying alcoholic, but extremely hot. Long story short...she gave me a call a couple of days later and asked me out. I wondered why she chose me and not one of the dozen of guys that gave her their # that night. She said that I was a sweet guy and that I didn't try any funny business (take advantage of her) while she was drunk. Just gave her a ride home without "putting the moves on her" as she said. See ladies, chivalry is not dead. On our second date, she was much more coherent and we had a great time. We dated the whole summer and into the fall...until she moved back to south africa. So, as far as first impressions...don't judge a book by it's cover.