"He did actually; gonna welch on me? Can't have that. Don't want to give both of you a bad name and everything." Eric smiled and nodded. He wouldn't do that, but he really did want to make this party happen. It was a strange thing to want, and D thought it was odd; but, she was happy that he was trying to do something other than sit in a room somewhere reading comics.
He drank down the last bits of his beer, swallowing a belch. It was rude to belch in a woman's face? Yes, D was working on his manners, even if they still needed a good bit of fine tuning.
"We need a place. Time? Beats the hell outta me. I don't know when you funky people get your grooves on."