I was about 15 and we went to the cinema. During the interval my date went to the ladies which you got to through a door at the side of the screen down at the front.
I was getting slightly concerned when she hadn't come back half an hour into the second half of the film. I didn't do anything about it though because, being my first date, I wasn't quite sure of the etiquette in this particular situation.
Then I noticed there was a bit of a commotion going on down at the front and next thing I knew, the manager's running down the aisle and comes back up carrying the unconscious body of my girl friend over his shoulder.
It turned out being on a date with me was such an overwhelming experience for the poor girl, she'd fainted in the bogs.