"Oh." Cooger replied, blinking. He hadn't expected---he supposed he had hoped, but---He swallowed, a faint blush creeping back into his face. When was the last time someone had asked him out? Instinctively he almost made a joke about how it's better to ask out the person who is driving than to be asked out by the person driving, because if you reject the driver, you better hope they take it well. But this didn't seem like the time for that joke. Wow, he was taking a really long time to reply. She was going to think he wasn't interested, but that wasn't true. He had some apprehension, but he, you know, liked... "I'd like that."