Answer to simple question needed.

Sorry about this, i havent dated for 5 years so dont know how to do this.

Met a girl xmas eve in the pub, we chatted for half an hour and got on well. She said her and her friends were moving on to another place, but gave me her number and said we should meet for coffee sometime in the next week, before she goes back to uni in early january.

So, when do i text her and what do i say? I'm clueless it's been so long since i've done this... Today is boxing day night - so its been two days since we met, xmas day and today - should i write tomorrow?

I would say don't text her, call her up and set a time to meet her. I wouldn't try to do too many texting because meeting face-to-face will help you figure things out, but if you're the kind of person who wants to text first, then just send her a normal text like the way people say hi, you know. I would go from the bottom of the line first before I jump further, that way she won't feel scare about it.

I would send her a simple, "Hey, how's it going?" or something along those lines. You could do it as early as the next day after her giving you her phone number or even the same day. I agree with pandandesign, it would probably be better to call her. Ask her when a good time to meet up would be and go from there.

i like it when guys text me the next day. but anytime really. just say
"hey it was nice meeting you the other day, just wondering what youve been up and if you want to grab coffee or something "

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"Did you see it?" Tex asked when I finally went back to work this morning. He was asking about our Tea Party documentary, which I had seen, and which they hadn't exactly aired as we gave them. With a few edits, they had taken an exploration of smart, thoughtful teens, and turned it into something sensationalized and far from objective.

I nodded glumly. "How's Nate?"

"Livid. When we gave them the second pass, they said they were happy with it, and then they butchered it."

"Did Nate talk to them?"

"Yeah, they gave him some BS about having to edit it down for the timeslot. We still got paid, though."

"That's good. I just wish our names hadn't been on it."

"Me too."

Greg and Molly came in, then, and Tex and I ended the conversation. I checked my email, and saw that we had a meeting at noon to kick off our next two projects: a local museum dedicated to immigrants who came here in the late 1800s wants us to make two films, a short one about the museum, which they can use as a marketing and fundraising tool, and a longer one about the families they profile, which they want to screen in their small theater as a museum visit add-on. Ordinarily, they wouldn't have much in the way of budget, as they're a non-profit, but a well-off great-great grandson of one of the families basically wrote them a blank check for expansion.

"So here's the good news," Nate said. "Not only are we getting quite a bit of money for these, but we also have a more-than-reasonable timeline–one month for the museum piece, and three for the family histories. The bad news? We're losing K for a week and a half, starting Monday. So for the next few days, I want K. exclusively doing research into the families. We'll need some of it for the marketing film, and when she gets back, she's going to take the lead on the second part. Greg, you take the lead on the first."

I spent the rest of the day perusing the info we'd gotten from the museum–census data, death certificates, artifacts found on the scene–and getting contacts from the museum. It was pretty fascinating. When I got home from work, Sarah called me.

"How excited are you about New Zealand?" she asked.

"So excited! We have our itinerary all set, and I'm going to pack this weekend."

Sarah then asked the same question that Jenna, Meg, Marni and Jane had raised.

"Do you think Ben's going to propose?"

I told her that no, I didn't think so, but the truth is, I don't know. It's possible, right? I mean, if I were going to propose to someone, I'd certainly want to do it in a romantic, memorable setting, like, say, New Zealand. And he had gone to great lengths to plan the trip. But we haven't even talked about getting married. I'm just trying not to think about it, because if I start believing he's going to pop the question, and then he doesn't, it's going to be a huge disappointment.

For the record, if he were to ask, I'd say yes.

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The Question

"Did you see it?" Tex asked when I finally went back to work this morning. He was asking about our Tea Party documentary, which I had seen, and which they hadn't exactly aired as we gave them. With a few edits, they had taken an exploration of smart, thoughtful teens, and turned it into something sensationalized and far from objective.

I nodded glumly. "How's Nate?"

"Livid. When we gave them the second pass, they said they were happy with it, and then they butchered it."

"Did Nate talk to them?"

"Yeah, they gave him some BS about having to edit it down for the timeslot. We still got paid, though."

"That's good. I just wish our names hadn't been on it."

"Me too."

Greg and Molly came in, then, and Tex and I ended the conversation. I checked my email, and saw that we had a meeting at noon to kick off our next two projects: a local museum dedicated to immigrants who came here in the late 1800s wants us to make two films, a short one about the museum, which they can use as a marketing and fundraising tool, and a longer one about the families they profile, which they want to screen in their small theater as a museum visit add-on. Ordinarily, they wouldn't have much in the way of budget, as they're a non-profit, but a well-off great-great grandson of one of the families basically wrote them a blank check for expansion.

"So here's the good news," Nate said. "Not only are we getting quite a bit of money for these, but we also have a more-than-reasonable timeline–one month for the museum piece, and three for the family histories. The bad news? We're losing K for a week and a half, starting Monday. So for the next few days, I want K. exclusively doing research into the families. We'll need some of it for the marketing film, and when she gets back, she's going to take the lead on the second part. Greg, you take the lead on the first."

I spent the rest of the day perusing the info we'd gotten from the museum–census data, death certificates, artifacts found on the scene–and getting contacts from the museum. It was pretty fascinating. When I got home from work, Sarah called me.

"How excited are you about New Zealand?" she asked.

"So excited! We have our itinerary all set, and I'm going to pack this weekend."

Sarah then asked the same question that Jenna, Meg, Marni and Jane had raised.

"Do you think Ben's going to propose?"

I told her that no, I didn't think so, but the truth is, I don't know. It's possible, right? I mean, if I were going to propose to someone, I'd certainly want to do it in a romantic, memorable setting, like, say, New Zealand. And he had gone to great lengths to plan the trip. But we haven't even talked about getting married. I'm just trying not to think about it, because if I start believing he's going to pop the question, and then he doesn't, it's going to be a huge disappointment.

For the record, if he were to ask, I'd say yes.

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