“So what are you doing on Tuesday?” I smile at him excitedly.
He’s grinning: “On Tuesday? I have a date on Tuesday evening, with my wife, we decided we’re going on a date at least twice a month.”
“Oh.” Now I can’t pretend anymore: “How about I invite you out to dinner? We’ve got something to celebrate!”
“So you got your exam results, didnt-“
“Yes, I failed it … a bit, but that’s a good reason to celebrate!”
“Oh. … OK. Dinner on Tuesday’s a good idea. Let me know should you need help with your maths later.”