Bart was late. But only by a minute and thirty seconds-- though late was still late. It was one of the more unfortunate traits he had inherited from his grandfather.
All the same, Bart was at Kara's door, dressed for the occasion (sort of). He knocked, a little nervously.
He was happy to spend another date with Kara... but he had something important that he wanted to ask her. And besides, he needed to tell her about his move with Wally which wasn't really a big deal but it was kind of.... well... not fun to talk about.
For now though, he was just looking forward to seeing her again.