"A good comparison though. I'm sure you'd much rather be James Dean than say... Jimmy Durante." That nose would haunt her dreams... Oh gods.
Honestly, Dorcas wasn't at all thinking he'd asked her out. It was more like 'hey, we're friends now. Let's hang' and that was just perfect for her. She wasn't going to expect more. Either way, she tucked her information in his pocket (what?) which was signed "ɱλɴίλ".
Then she tucked his napkin in her pants pocket and watched him get up, staring a bit unblinkingly. "Yeah... Nice talking to you too." She wondered if she actually would see him again and maybe if he'd given her the number to Pizza Hut. She'd find out eventually. "See you around, James Dean."