Every since Carter got home from school he had been pacing around the living room trying to figure out how to ask Grace what he wanted to ask without weirding her out or anything. Everything he tried ended up sounding like he didn't view her as a girl or that he really viewed her as a girl...neither which would turn out well for him. Maybe he could ease her into it...maybe ask her opinion on that song her wrote during his mad song writing time during NSH. Sure that wasn't leading into it...also what if she hated it...what if she thought it was awful...then asking her would be even weirder.
The ringing of the doorbell shocked Carter out of his thoughts and he gave a little surprised yell. He then took a deep breath and ran a hand through his already tousled bed head hair that he always rocked. He opened the door and trying not to show his nervousness said,
"Hey Gracie, come on in." He stepped aside so she could enter and bounced on the balls of his feet unconsciously in excitement and nervousness.