Somewhere this evening, a first date is taking place. Across a candlelit table or over the bustle of a noisy bar, two people are performing the ritual of romantic assessment. The conversation flows, the green flags pile up, some mutual friends might even be discovered. Then a wrist flicks or a sleeve rolls up, revealing an intriguing piece of ink. “Oh, I love that, what’s the storyhellip;read more raquo;