"I see. Charley's quite a joker, and it was hard to refuse him."
"It was kind of a joke at first, but you're overlooking something: he's very fond of you. He really is! He brags all the time about how smart you are, and what a nice guy."
"Charley's married, and he wants to see me married, too."
"And you don't like girls?"
"Listen, you made that drawing, too, and all the other stuff?"
"Yes."
An idea raised its pretty head. "Listen, I've decided to be very angry about this. You've made a fool of me, and I'm not going to let you get away with it. Now, I know a place that's quiet, and has very good steaks; I'm going to take you to supper and bawl you out. Better get into street-clothes, and don't take all night."
"Sorry, I couldn't possibly. Some other time, perhaps."
"Tonight. Now. Get going."
"No. I have a date."