Don took a moment to consider this. Of course he wanted to. He had wanted to since he had seen her, really. Spend time with her in the sun, walking together, getting to know her. But really, was it right? Was it appropriate? Would he take advantage of her frankly naive offer? She didn't know him from Adam.
"I'd love to take you to the park, Miss Evans," he murmured, switching to the honorific, "I don't know the climate in England right now, but New York City's in the middle of a crime wave. For future reference, asking strange men you've just met in a diner in a city you don't know very well probably isn't a good idea."
He took another puff of his cigarette, and smiled warmly. "But since I can never say no to a girl with an accent, I'll accompany on the condition that you don't do this again."