It wasn't so much a first date as a pub crawl, but you had plenty of fun still. Johnny was great company, charming as hell, and the pubs lively. Eventually, you found yourself pressed between him and the wall of the hallway of his Apartment building, his mouth on your neck. You know you had let it go a bit too far, so you gently pushed him off. He took a respectful step back. "I need to tell you something." You said. He went still before looking back at you with questioning eyes. "What?"