He came over, and within a minute was tugging on the goatee-thing, which drives me wild. To make a long story short, we eventually left, I walked him to some sort of late-night Pakistani take-out, he ate spicey food as we walked back towards his place. Something about a roommate, and something about not wanting to come to my place, we exchanged phone numbers. And a few lingering kisses. He said he didn't have to work during the day, so he'd call me at 10:30 this morning so he could come over. And the time now is....?