I like chivalry. Open the door for me. You don't have to pull my chair out for me, but you get bonus points if you do.
Talk to me. If I wanted a monosyllabic troglodyte, I'd date a (male) hockey player. Talk to me about anything, from the fantastic to the mundane, from the sacred to the profane, but
talk to me. I promise you I'm listening, and I promise you're not boring me.
Make eye contact once in awhile, especially if you see I'm having a hard time meeting your gaze. Let me know it's OK, that you think I'm OK. Or better than OK.
Be present. It's OK to check your phone or wristwatch for the time, but the time we spend together is a gift and an honor. Treat it as such.
Don't assume that my answer's going to be yes at the end of the night, regardless of whether it's our first date our our thirty-first.
I guess this means I'm high maintenance.
Touch my hand now and again when we're talking, or even if we aren't. If you're getting good signals from me, feel free to touch the small of my back when we're walking, or touch my knee when we're sitting next to each other. I'm shy, so whatever little signals you can throw my way to let me know you're interested, keep them coming.