Well, fuck, don't do it publicly. Make it like a secret tryst, and then skip out at dessert when you can't take it anymore.

No, I do. If my kismesis asked me out on a date I'd be horrified too, try to hide, probably wind up going and the whole thing would be a different kind of torture. It would sort of absolve debts though, eh.

[Which gets him wondering how to repay Shanks, but he can't so that's a whole other ordeal.]