7:30 p.m., Jack's Restaurant and Bar, Dupont Circle
Jake: I didn't want to be the guy who's late, but, of course, one of the Metro lines had a disabled car, so I was. When I got there, Felicity was sitting at a table in the interior of the restaurant. She was very pretty: blond, nice shape. She had a nice aura of someone who's happy and interested in what you have to say.
Felicity: Jake was nice-looking and seemed very approachable and genuine. I thought, "Oh, this'll be fun." I've dated guys who had a similar physique [to his], so that was good.
Jake: The up-front, get-to-know-you stuff can be boring and painful, but ours was kind of free-flowing. She had a bit of a British accent, which got us talking about where we're from. We'd both lived in Canada; she was there in college, and I lived there my first three years.
Felicity: We figured out that we have friends in common; that took the edge off the blind date part of the evening. He'd actually gone to a party that I was supposed to go to the week before, which is random but not all that surprising in D.C. We split a goat cheese salad and joked about how it was a good sign that we were already sharing things.
Jake: If we'd totally hated each other, that "small world" thing might've been a negative, but it was fine. Over dinner, we realized that we were both musicians. Turns out we'd seen each other perform: I'd seen her a cappella group at Eastern Market, and she'd seen my band a couple of times.
Felicity: He actually joked about starting a band together.
Jake: There was never an indication that the date would have romantic fire. I don't think either of us wanted to put ourselves on the line, especially because it was obvious that we'd probably bump into each other again no matter what. We agreed to talk about the band thing next week after I get back from vacation in Reykjavik.
Felicity: By about 10:30, I was yawning incessantly.
Jake: We agreed to call it a night. Evidently, another thing we had in common was that neither of us had slept much the night before. We walked a few blocks to the Dupont Metro station. She gave me her business card on the escalator down, and I gave her mine.
Felicity: I'd give the date a 4 [out of 5]. If we'd both had more energy, I think we could have gone to have a drink elsewhere. It was hard to tell whether there was a serious spark, but I'd definitely be keen to throw a band together or get some people together to play.
Jake: I'd rate the date 4.7. We'll talk next week and try to make plans.
Interviews by Jill Hudson Neal
UPDATE: "I'm sure we'll bump into each other one of these days through our similar social circles," Jake says. Meanwhile, neither has reached out.
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