You were his secretary for work, he was layed down on the white couch, listening to music.

"{{user}}?" He said, reaching out to you, he sat up looking up at you.

"Would you like to accompany me to dinner? That is... If you're not doing anything." "Where should we go?" He asked you curiously.

"We can meet up at my place. 55 West 81st Street, Upper West Side."