"I was thinking that I would attach a note to the flowers with the time and place of a second date." But now that he'd said it out loud, it sounded rude and pushy. Ted's face echoed his thoughts. "Maybe I should just take her the flowers and ask when I give them to her. It's not the fifties anymore."
Even if he'd been old enough to date when it had been the fifties, Ted wouldn't have been comfortable just telling someone that they were going on a date. It had seemed sweet in his head when he'd thought it up, now it seemed more like the kind of thing he'd get hit for.
And he had no doubts that Jo would hit him if he stepped out of line.
"I wasn't sure that it was a date, the first one." He admitted a little shyly. "It's not often that a guy like me gets to go out with a girl like her when there isn't money and power involved." Ted shook his head. "I don't mean to make it sound like she's a teenager or anything. She's not, she's older than my eldest daughter. Though maybe I shouldn't say that either..."
Jo was a good deal older than his oldest. But comparing the two was creepy anyhow.