Using contradictory imagery, drawn from police suppression of protests, and dating simulators, Becky Brown presents us with a “date” with the police state. While the questions seem to be innocent and the setting purports to be a romantic encounter, something is wrong. Were we picked up romantically or were we being detained? Are we engaged in small talk or being interrogated? Is this an innocent interaction or the end of our freedom? The possible replies to this personified police seem to suggest the latter.