She continued to write, and who was him to stop her, right? He simply drank more in silence, waiting for her to be finished.
Of course, when she said that, he choked on his beer a little. Wait, what? What was going on with the world those days? Embarrassed at his own choking, he tried not to make a fool of himself again. "I prefer to take the girl out on a date, buy her flowers and all that jazz before doing that." He said, the best way out of the awkward he found in such a short time.