"A sprog that eats his veg? What a curious sight. I will have to see this in person to believe it." Harry told his roommate about dinner and asked her about food? Did that make it more of a date? Jack seemed to think so, but maybe not. He decided not to look too close at that idea of it not being a date, because Jack quite liked the idea of it being a date.
"Oh I didn't mean you. I just meant tight red trousers look good on rockstars. And you've never been to a club? Well fuck me, we'll have to change that! You'll have to get a clubbing outfit when we go shopping and I'll take you there too. And it's not dancing like, regular dancing. It's club dancing. It's very different. I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
Jack pushed his plate back, even though there was really only one place he was extremely interested in, the house was pretty fantastic looking. "Wish I'd brought a sketchbook, but I'm ready now, if you are."