[ At this point, he's stopped trying to figure her out. He's simply decided that he'll pick her up, they'll wine and dine, head to the movies, stuff their faces with popcorn, share silly commentary, make out a little -- okay, maybe that last bit is a teeny weeny bit presumptuous, but whatever it is, fun's on the menu. ]
Then it's a date.
Let me know when's a good time for you and I'll pencil you in. Busy week ahead and all that. [ Such lies. The only thing Damon's got planned is more bathtub times as he finishes his reread of 'The Great Gatsby'. ]