Millie asks for a favour

After I have finished eating, Millie clears my plate and then sits down on the chair next to me, taking my hand, looking me in the eyes and saying:

"Matt, I have a small favour to ask of you."

"Okay." I reply, wondering what she might have in mind and feeling a bit hesitant. We look at each other in silence for a while, then I say:

"Are you going to tell me what it is?"

She sits there for a little while, like she is thinking about how to word what she is about to say, then says:

"Well, I have a job interview of sorts to go to today and I would like you to come with me."

"Emmmhhh... is that not weird?" I respond, then continue:

"Are you not supposed to go to job interviews alone?"

"Matt, it would mean a lot to me if you came with me." Millie says while looking me in the eyes.

I hesitate for a second, then I shrug my shoulders and say:

"Sure, I'd be happy to."