[Okay, look, Whitney, what he's not saying here is that he's actually spotted Jasmine (or someone he thinks is Jasmine, anyway) like three times now, and every time he does she DISAPPEARS LIKE A MAN ON THE FRONT LINES DISAPPEARS INTO A FOXHOLE WHILE UNDER HEAVY ENEMY FIRE. Getting you to come along is a part of his evolving strategy.

TACTICS, WOMAN. TACTICS.]

Not yet. Duty comes before leisure!

[It's cool, though, he gets you.]

But I will be happy to ask you for the honor of a dance when my business is concluded!

[... c:]