Alan considered it for a moment. He was, by no means, an unintelligent person. He knew the rumors about Josie Allen, how she slept around and never had a steady boyfriend. He knew and understood this, and frankly, Alan felt like that was all right, even for him. He knew about his condition. He knew he wasn't like everyone else and that forming relationships was difficult for him. So, perhaps all Josie Allen really wanted was a short fling with him, and he didn't mind that one bit.
"I am going to say yes." He paused and then... "Yes." He nodded, noticing the closing distance now and deciding his gaze was better spent somewhere down by the lowest shelf. Eye contact wasn't his forte, not by a long shot. Just like he couldn't tell of a person's emotions by their face or their words, he couldn't look them in the eye half of the time, even when he was being perfectly honest, which was just about all the time. "Why are you asking me out, Josie Allen? Are we friends?"