Guy in Seat 5B Turns Into Monday Night Dinner

I was on the plane last week flying back to Chicago and was seated next to a guy who I found out happens to live down the street from me in one of the buildings next door to mine. He is originally from MN and at first glance seems to fall into the fairly normal, non-stalker, possibly even good looking category. So far so good. We chatted for the majority of the flight, learned that he is an attorney, likes to travel and moved to Chicago last year from Texas. We shared a cab back downtown together, had a few awkward silent moments but other than that a pleasant first meet. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways.

I didn't hear from him until late last week when he invited me to dinner over the weekend, but because I thought I was going to be working on my paper for school I declined. (Ended up shopping on Saturday since it was the first warm day of spring in Chicago and spent majority of today hung over on my couch eating Chinese delivery and watching chick flicks.)

He called this afternoon to see how everything was coming with school and are now going to go out for dinner tomorrow evening to a steak house down the street from my place (Cheesy story behind him choosing this restaurant that I'll have to remember to post tomorrow - to the point that I actually almost said I was busy again cause he invited me to go here.)

I'm half excited to go, half not at all interested. We'll see. I'll be sure to post details tomorrow.