I shall never know if my own Mrs Robinson was trying to seduce me, humour me or terrify me, as at that point the bell rang - my signal to move on. This was Toy Boy London: "Speed Dater, the UK's biggest speed dating company, invites younger men (aged 23-35) to meet older women (35-50).
Emily was now offering an equally smouldering smile to another, even younger man who was approaching her table. £26, free glass of Champagne on arrival." But how had I come to be here?
The evening was going to be broken up into two parts, Adam explained.
Suddenly I felt bold; bold enough to mention The Graduate, to talk about Dustin Hoffman, to stumble towards a comparison with Anne Bancroft, the original Mrs Robinson.
Emily grinned and extended a long leg clad tightly in denim.
At 33, I was probably facing my last chance to become a toy boy in a quiet corner of a cavernous London bar called Tiger Tiger.
Speed Dater, advertising in London listing magazines, had lured us with the statistic that 26 per cent of British women now marry a younger man.