Basically, the conversation was dwindling. I wasn't getting a vibe that she was interested in anything more than letting me know how her sister was doing and finding out if I still ran with the old crew.

After the bat incident, the conversation got into my paralyzing fear of bats and how I was trying to keep my cool. Some old boho dude came over and told us about how great bats are for the environment and he's building a bat house...gtfoh. We just started really kicking it, and I asked if she wanted to continue the conversation over dinner.