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Dear fellow bunnies, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Daisy Blaze, and I am a hungry bunny. I'm a Chinese girl from London and am currently hopping around Singapore. If the term 'hungry bunny' is not clear now, it will be.

On this particular evening, I found myself sitting on the Indo Chine Waterfront terrace on the Quay, being watched by the seagulls. There was a nip in the air, but the Jack Daniels warmed me fine. I was sitting across from the tall and dark haired Mr X, on a seat that had been occupied by many famous people, the hostess informed me. Mr X and I had met last week at a poetry reading. His poems had left me tingly, and it was my reaction to his talent that led me to accept his invitation to dinner.

The place was magical - a perfect spot to continue our highly charged minuet. The lights were low and the air electric. But I was hungry and the menu distracted me. I began with dessert, like the bad girl I am, a Green tea Bavarian cake that's a melt-in-your mouth concoction to die for. I coyly nibbled, then began to focus on the choices before me.

I listened to tales of bad childhood habits that he was still trying to kick: thumb sucking to be exact. "Great!" I thought. "Another oral fixator... this is all I need!"

When the waiter arrived, I noticed that Mr X still had not even looked at his menu. After a flurry of deliberation, I chose an appetiser and an entree. I also told the waiter what Mr X would be having. I let Mr X order a bottle of IndoChine Red Dragon.

I chose the Saigon pomelo salad as my appetiser and Mr X received the Vietnamese Seafood Sour Soup I chose for him. My choice was absolutely delicious, with freshly steamed prawns in an aromatic dressing. Mr X looked longingly at my plate as I finished. He kindly offered me a taste of his soup. I blew on a hot spoonful and swallowed.

It was the best soup I have experienced since Newhart went off the air. Pineapple, tomato, prawns, fish fillets in a divine herbal blend. The combination of red wine, hot soup and more red wine caused my eyes to start batting. Clever conversation followed.

I listened to tales of bad childhood habits that he was still trying to kick: thumb sucking to be exact. "Great!" I thought. "Another oral fixator... this is all I need!"

He also told me that he likes to carry a certain blanket from room to room when he is at home. In reaction to the disappointed look on my face, he assured me that the therapist had really helped him with the thumb sucking and not to worry. I smiled.

"I think we will need another bottle of wine with dinner!" I brilliantly stated. The waiter's arrival brought an end to that 'up close and personal' gastronomic intermission. I think that the wine was trying to convince me that having a blanket fetish could be cute, but the adult in me told me not to make any snap decisions... yet.

Our steaming entrees were gently placed in front of us and I was anxious to get my tongue around my fresh Laotian toman fish. It looked so good. I glanced over at Mr X and watched as he devoured his Cambodian chicken. The toman was absolutely breathtaking. It was a large fillet wrapped in banana leaf parcels, served in a creamy coconut curry. Mr X's meat also looked tempting served up with with garlic, chilli and basil sauce.

We exchanged bites and Mr X suggested that after dinner we go to the eM Lounge (in the old Liquid Room location) for a nightcap. I suggested that we enjoy the moment for now, but that I was definitely up for some fun later. After sharing (actually playing spoon hockey with) a special concoction for two named "I Love You", we danced out of Indochine and headed to the eM Lounge at Robertson Quay. It was a posh, smoky den of a bar that had a tunnel-like interior and all the angst of Kruder & Dorfmeister blasting through the hall. I ordered a Black Label on the rocks and a G & T. Rock 'n' Roll!

I took this opportunity to show off my new little black dress while in the distance Mr X swindled a big, comfy booth for us to sit in. That was when I found myself kissing some guy from Denmark while Mr X waited for his drink...