Evidently, he thinks I am "a very beautiful woman" and wants to know if he has a chance with me.
*boggle*
But. Um. Interesting. Wow. Uncanny.
I didn't think that I'd actually made much of an impression on him, being as it was that I mostly was hidden in my room, and was thereafter very, very quiet.
As far as his chances go, I'm perfectly happy to get to know him a little better, but my initial impression of him was, while uneventful, also uneventful (I don't even have a mental image of him; my mind's substituting a different 30-ish short plump True Neutral geek-type), and my dance card is, if not full, at least well-occupied.