"But I don't need help,"Luke said.
I had just told him about my conversation with Becca.
"I know."
"Why didn't you just ask her out?"
"I don't know. I got nervous,"I said."Please just ask her to help you."
"Fine,"he said finally giving in."You better ask her out."
"I will."
I don't know how or when, but I was going to get Becca to go on a date with me.
