Where Do You See Yourself In 20 Years

"So, uh, where do you see yourself in twenty years?" he leaned in and asked.

She stared intensely into his eyes. The golden ratio of cologne-to-man-musk was distracting. 

 "Well," she said, taking a deep breath, tossing her hair back and catching her reflection, "I see myself getting seventy-seven likes on Facebook of a picture of me standing in front of Jackie Collins' grave."