The instant Faolan can hear the train coming down the tracks towards them he heaves an inward sigh of relief. "I'm sorry," he says, lamely. "Duty calls. And I'd hate to keep you from your own appointments."

He feels slightly guilty that he's basically bailing on her, though, so in a split second decision he produces a business card from his pocket and hands it over to her. "Here," he says. Written on it is only his name and number in black text on a white card, but it's enough. "A rain-check," he says. Not for a date, but he wouldn't mind spending time with her, he supposes. She's obviously desperate for attention, if she keeps pursuing him despite how terrible he is, socially.