Well to be fair, this blind date is pretty typical, aside from the fact that one of the two parties involved is wearing Que Cologne, and thus purposely smelling like red meat in order to be alluring. More specifically, smelling like "an intoxicating bouquet of spices, smoke, meat, and sweet summer sweat."
Anyway, think about what goes on at this dinner date: the woman talks nonstop about shoes, meeting guys, yoga, and a good cry, then complains to her friend in the bathroom that her date probably doesn't like Sex and the City. The man likes to grill his own meat hasn't been to a restaurant "in years," wishes his prattling date would talk about sports or barbecue, and at the first whiff of meat scent on her, gets down on one knee and proposes. Everything that just happened here is normal.