You wearing me, Chuck?

You've never once had the courage to approach this little red haired girl.

Yet You never stop talking about.

There are plenty of nice girls.

Took maybe even some closer than you think you could be.

Right, I suppose.

I know I am.

There's a dance on my school this week in Really?

I have a friend who loves to dance.

I'll give him your phone number.

Oh, you never understand anything, Chuck.

I don't even understand what it is.

I don't understand.

I wonder who?

My date.

I hope he's a good dancer and a sharp dresser.

Hello.

This sure is some weird date you got for me.

He is polite.

You sure you dance?

What's your sign?

And where did you go?

That was the best dance ever, Pigpen.

I've never had so much fun.

Wow.

Hello?

Who's calling?

It's 3 a.m. I can't sleep.

Marcie, I'm in low.

I hope youll be very happy, sir.

I'm going to write him a love letter first thing tomorrow.

You can't do that, sir.

He has to make the first move.

I don't go in for all that traditional stuff.

If I like him.

I should tell him, Right?

Marcie, I don't know what's a right.

Maybe I should listen to Marcie and let him make the first move.

But then again, part of what makes me so charming is my go get em attitude.

Oh, why can't romance be as easy as baseball?