Mr dish sounds yummy! (see what I did there...?)
No, he caught me off guard by being overly inquisitive about the prof, asking about date as soon as he got in the car. I said date was ok, complained that he was too goodlooking, rich, accomplished, so couldn't work out what he sees in me.. then changed subject. Returned to subject in the pub, said he was probably a bit too kinky for me, I'm not really into someone pissing on me, thanks. Anyway, I don't like change, I like 'this' (that's as close as I'm going to get to any declaration...) spoke about OKC, he's not actively pursuing it until Xmas (me: what, when people get desperate? ) then described his profile (which i now know inside out...) said he'd only found one person who said they would date someone with depression (me! It was me! Idiot!) Told him I don't bother correcting people who assume we're a couple, or it's all I'd do.
Interestingly (...) he suggested the cinema as a good date prospect for the prof & I. I said, rubbish idea, that's for people who have nothing to say to each other. He replied, no, you get to sit in the dark & phemerones are pinging off all over the place, then you get to talk about the film... have you seen Batman yet? Shall we go next week? 
Remarked I'd been saving the nice champagne for him getting a job, so we're drinking that post Batman
Plan B in disarray re, look at my tattoo he's away this weekend, so will possibly see the prof on Sunday. 
Still think he views me as 'friend' rather than 'potential wife' I need to change that, not sure how...
Was chatted up in the gym yesterday by HUGE muscley guy. Weird.