Cue the slow-motion, ultra-close-up igniting of a flame.

Cut to the taking out of a pizza from a massive wood-burning oven.

Cut to you saying to your date, “The Charlie Bird guys run this place, you know.”

Cut to the date: “Oh, really? I love that place.”

You: “Me, too, date. Me, too.”

You might want to work on your dialogue game.

And you might want to get to Pasquale Jones, a sleek Nolita spot where the edible things are wood-fired and the drinkable things are wine. It opens tonight.

Take a quick look around in the slideshow. Try the pork shank.