that's pretty much the way it is. you get a new girlfriend/ beau (i love calling them that, sounds like im some antebellum belle), and s/he is taken on tour to meet those close to you: the parents, family, friends, relatives, work friends etc.
they compete, knowingly or not, in a bit of a contest, but like a show on the road that's being seen by local reviewers. and like a beauty contest there are categories: beauty, poise, talent (for conversation etc), congeniality, how they answer questions about world peace whatever.
and from there the judges score it, either with individual judgements or usually conferring: what did you think of him? do we like him? do we hear wedding bells (i.e do we have a winner?)
and the differences of judges are like in the Olympics: their level of criticism ranges from the easy judge (the male friend who never gets laid so therefore welcomes ANY woman to be remotely close to him) to the stringent (the mother who thinks that no one is good enough for her child).
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