"Yes, I will text you," Guy said, "I swear I will. And you will be my wing-man...wing-woman. Whatever, fuck, yeah, you'll be there. You do realize if you need a wing-man, I can do that." Though he would likely talk about how awesome she is, and then threaten whoever she wanted attention from with bodily harm should they mess with her the wrong way. Guy was protective of his friends, most of the time violently so.
"I can do it, I think, but I need someone there in case I manage to bomb. Or get into a fight," he grimaced. Normally he was all about fighting, and while he thought it was a good way to show off, he didn't think it was good to get into a tussle when you should be asking a girl out.