Tell her the truth

„Oh, Nikky, I’m sorry but there seems to be a mistake,“ you say and put your hand on Nikky’s shoulder, „I’m not Dark Rose. And I’m not here to date somebody. I’m not even sure I'm bi.“

„What?“ Nikky asks sad, „but … Oh, I’m sorry. I thought I would be you since you are the only woman here who is alone and around my age. God, that’s embarrassing. I’m so sorry.“

„Calm down,“ you say and embrace Nikky, who seems like she is about to cry, „I’m not mad at you. It's alright.“

„Thanks,“ Nikky says still a little down, „this happens often. I become nervous, talk fast and suppose wrong things. Again, I’m sorry. But … where is the real dark Rose then.“

„If you wanted to meet an hour ago, she likely forgot or decided to not come,“ you say and let Nikky go, „I’m really sorry. But Dark Rose will likely not show up here today.“

„I see,“ Nikky mumbles and sights, „well, thanks for telling me. I guess I finish my drink and head home then.“

You feel pity for Nikky. She is seems to be a kind and shy girl. You think for a moment. You could just let Nikky go as she is. Or you ask Nikky out on a date yourself.