Ugh, fuck, I just imagined having to introduce you to a bunch of kids as 'Auntie Jolyne'. Forget it, we're not talking about this before our first actual date.

[ And...well. He says that incredibly casually, almost offhandedly, even. It's an attempt not to make this weird— it's not something to get nervous about, right?— and also a way for him to tell her that yeah, this is definitely a date.

A real one!

Which he proves by nudging a little closer once Jolyne hooks arms with him. ]

—So, alright. I'm gonna give you two options. Option one: we get moderately drunk. Option two: we get pretty drunk.