Hell no! I mean, it didn't want a date-date, it wanted to follow me on a date . . . that's even worse! You can't do anything on a date with a third wheel!

[Honestly, he'd rather have dated the cloud--even not knowing whether it's a guy or a girl! that's important!--than have it along on a date he actually wanted to go on with a normal girl. That was a one-way trip to Awkwardville, right there.]

Not that I've been on a date since then anyway . . .

[He sighs. What a petty thing to complain about. But sometimes, whining about the petty stuff is easier than facing up to the big stuff, like "what if we starve out here?"]