survey revisited

Had an impromptu sushi lunch with one of my survey respondents [see previous entry].

Him: You are too picky lah.
Me: I'm not! I'm not! I'm not!
Him: I got Ah Beng friends, introduce to you, want?
Me: Dowan! Dowan! Dowan!
Him: And you say you not picky...
Me: There's a difference between picky and having standards.
Him: You're picky!
Me: I need to marry a rich man. A rich husband would solve all of my problems.
Him: And why would a rich man need someone like you?
Me: Ummmmmmm...I'm cute? I'm intelligent? I'm funny? I'm shameless?