Jon was held tight in biffs loving embrace, struggling uncomfortablly in his arms.
Jon tried pushing away (stone still in hand) saying, "Biff, you're not my type."
Biff looked at him sadly and said. "maybe, but I... I wish you'd give me a chance."
The stone flashed to Jon's horror, but Jon thought maybe Biff had a good idea after all. If the date goes poorly he'd have a reason to break up and get Biff out of his hair for good.
"ok Biff, how about we meet at 6 tonight for a date?"
A big smile crossed Biff's lips and he hugged Jon tighter saying "oh, Jonny!"
