Not as dumb as he looks...

Jack, despite his propensity to make an ass of himself around pretty girls and his relative inexperience is not actually slow on the uptake, at least not when the chips are down, which they most certainly were right then.

"Well, uh, well, I am not sure about any of those options." He manages after a few seconds. "I don't think of you as a sex toy, and you are not a hooker, but 'eternal love' seems a bit premature when we have just met. What I was more thinking of was as a girlfriend, and then, AFTER that, maybe if we work out well together we would talk about marriage." He finished, confronting his fears and looking the shop-girl straight in the eyes... (At least when he wasn't glancing at her tits.)

The shop girl smiled, a wicked grin such as would tempt angels to stray, and moved over to put her hands around Jack's neck. "Good answer." She whispered in his ear, and flouncing back to the counter put her lunch away somewhere less grab-able. Catching Jack's eye she smiled and said: "My shift ends at four, have our first date ready by then and come pick me up." She said, crossing her legs and sitting demurely.

"Oh, um, OK." Jack managed, his sudden burst of confidence deserting him again. "Um Wait, what's your name?"

"It's..."