He checked his hair in the reflection of your doorknob.

Denki: "Phew, still got it!" he said, fixing his hair that he took 2 hours to style

He knocked on your door and clutched the gift basket tightly in his hands, trying to keep from short circuiting as you opened the door.

Denki: "I-LOVE-YOU-PLEASE-WILL-YOU-GO-TO-PROM-WITH-MEE-"

His face was beet red and he was holding the gift basket out to you, sparks flying everywhere