He couldn't help but laugh at that, briefly.

"Yes, a date. I think that's a decent idea. I'd find a sock hop if they had one. Or if you had bobby socks."

It was funny. It was also one of the more attractive features about her. A beautiful sort of awkwardness. Then she spoke again, and he tilted his head from side to side as if in thought.

"Well," he said, putting on a thoughtful expression, "I think I could manage one more."