I saw him! I saw him!

Well, um, of course I saw him. He's at the grocery store every day.

We DID talk again, though. He... He asked me out. I was shocked. I mean, obviously he doesn't know what I do. But he still barely knows me! I put him off. I told him I would have to get permission first.

Jesus, I don't even know his name! What am I supposed to do?!

What if he changes his mind? What if... What if he thinks I'm a wimp, having to get "permission." Oh, God help me.