Mystery Date
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Roy is late to his nth blind date in the last three months. Tiffany is waiting for a private investigator she's hired to help her catch someone in the act. They mistake one another for whoever it was they were supposed to be meeting. What follows is an unforgettable night out on the town and all the bbq they can handle.
Tropes: mistaken identity, heat level 1, adult
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