"Alright! What do you consider equal, my Good Eats watching partner in crime?" he asked, as a wave crashed around him. Rest assured that Cassie could take her clothes off around Paul whenever she damn well pleased. His slight befuddlement came from the way the waves were pestering him, forcing him to go along with their ebb and flow as they sloshed against his back. Stop, he thought in annoyance, along with a few curse words, because Jesus Christ! What was with this?
The waves calmed immediately, as Paul realized that Cassie had said yes, and his grin was apparent. "No, I don't have a girlfriend so I'd say that me asking you out on a date-date answers the question. This weekend?" he suggested. "We can just count boating as one of those. And I don't think there are rules about this sort of thing, if you still want to trade questions. I'm up for it all the time." And she had said dating times, plural! He was so in. Score!
"The weather will be nice, at least," he added. "...according to the reports."
((Oh my gosh, I fail. I shouldn't post so early. Sorry for edits. :/ ))