I'll give it a day or two to rest and then read through it and rewrite a good two-thirds of it and then see how I feel about it, though.
David was startled into a laugh. "That would be pretty damned pathetic," he admitted.
"Precisely. So stop it. But if you won't take the hint I gave you, I'll have to take the bull by the horns. Want to go get some dinner?"
Thump thump thump thump. "D-dinner?" David squeaked, barely audible over the pounding in his veins. "Like a, um. A date?"
I still don't have a title, though.