But as I gradually became comfortable with my new gig, I also got to know the quiet man who laughed at my jokes and loved pulled pork sandwiches.He asked for my number after he had spent weeks getting to know me and gauging a mutual interest.
I met my dancer during orientation at a dental school. (I am taking into assumption that the girl you've met is a decent one.) It takes a very secure and confident man to carry on a real relationship with a dancer.
He's really mad about something, and while you're not in personal danger with the misogynist, you'll realize pretty soon that no one can live on hate-sex alone.