We met at a masquerade ball where some bizarre kind of magic was in effect - the same kind that lets me know when people are lying and lets you mellow people out. People were unidentifiable. I had no idea who she was, and agreed to meet her for Chinese. Then I found out she was insanely young, and she had a breakdown in the restaurant, possibly because of her powers. Mitigating factors made me [...] unpleasant and irascible after I excused myself and she contacted me later. Things ended with me bodily removing her from my apartment after she brought me a crate of drugs someone left in the lobby. Having seen someone come off those drugs, I didn't want her to deal with them, and turned them into the police myself.
Not long after that, I received a note asking me not to contact her in the future, so I haven't. It's been petty and childish, and I haven't bothered with it, or her, since. I cut my loses, you know me.