It wasn't until she had agreed to give him a moment that Jaimeson realized he'd expected her to say no, now he had no idea what he was going to say. It was likely clear on his face, unfortunately he didn't have the mental energy to hide the emotions as they played across his dark features.
He fell into a seat across from her, using it as a moment to debate quickly just what how he wanted to ask her this. "I'm positive that this is out of the question, with the way you dipped the other night," he started, one hand nervously tapping on his knee just then. "Would you be interested in going out sometime? I'm willing to negotiate, you can either choose where we go, or when we go." It was a long shot, he was positive she was going to shut him down, but he was putting all his cards on the table.