What was it like to have a gardener? "Eeeh..." he said as he thought. It was the same as having maids, a chef and a driver? He wasn't sure how to answer this question because it was completely normal for him. "I don't know...i used to think that everyone had one working for them" he chuckled. Of course he later learned that that was not the case.

He watched her for a moment as he too leaned back on his arms, his legs facing the duck pond as one of the ducks swam past them. He had never expected that Aboli would have asked him out and although they were friends, he never gotten the impression that she had liked him in that kind of way. Asking why she had wanted to go on a date with him would be considered rude right? WHY was dating so complicated?! No one ever told him how terrifying it was! One mistake and it could be over, maybe even as friends Maybe he wasn't cut out for this.

So....the pizza was a good idea? Judging by Aboli's reaction, it had been and he sighed a little in relief. He had been afraid he would get scolded for not knowing how to pick a single food theme. Still, she was right that he had brought too much. He panicked in the kitchen okay? So instead of choosing he had grabbed everything in sight that could have fit in the basket.

Did i do it wrong? I'm sorry. If its too much we can...i don't know...maybe take some slices with you and eat them as a midnight snack?" As for the pineapple on the pizza, the teen looked thoroughly confused as this seemed to be some kind of test and he had no idea what it was. What did she mean with pineapple on pizza? Was that bad? Good? Or was it dating code for something he should have known about?! Seriously where was Noah when he needed him T_______T "It's ....well, i never had it before i think..." was that the correct answer?

He too picked up one of the chocolates and as he ate it he pointed at her gloves. "Won't those get dirty?" now that he thought about , she always wore gloves didn't she? Was that like her fashion thing? Just like his was that he always wore a watch?

At least the Butterbeer had been a success. He grinned a little as he picked up his own bottle and took a swig out of it when his date was choking on her own drink. "Geez, are you ok?' he asked as he eyed her with an concerned expression. She didn't sound okay but he also knew that he would only make things worse if he tried to help out. "Don't lean over, sit upright and just breathe" he said. He knew she wasn't dying, everyone choked on their drinks every once in a while. He wasn't even if that would work for her though but it was something that worked for him when he coughed up a lung from drinking the wrong way.