"What?!" Her voice is a weird sort of squeak. 'What? That is not what this is. At all. Even a little. This is not a date. This is- this is....." And she can't come up with a word that can't be misconstrued as date, before she says, "Friends. I mean- Acquaintances. It's acquaintances, because I know you, and you know me, and I'm the only person you know, and so it would be really nice, you know, if you came and did this thing with me that I want to do."

There. That- that cleared that up. Sort of.