Your third date with John had been a nice time, Dinner and a leisurely walk along the promenade of your seaside town. Now you were standing by his car, his arm leaned against the car's hood, deep in conversation on the otherwise empty parking lot. There was a stretch of silence, and then he asked "Would you care to join me for a nightcap at my place?" You went slightly rigid and the moment he asked, his ever obervant eyes registered it instantly. "Oh. I'm sorry, did I come on too strong?"