David almost regretted not kissing her, too, but he also didn't want her to think that's what he'd come for, whether he expected it to upset her or not. Regardless of how she felt, it would bother him to feel like he was using her that way.
"No, definitely not," he told her with a laugh. "You get about a thousand nutritional demerits for that lunch." Pause. "So, what'll it be? Am I taking you out or are we ordering in? Your choice..."