Oh...oh. OH. Sal kind of realizes now what it means. And how he is right now. A blush sets on his cheeks as he becomes flustered. If it isn't because of the idea of the date, it's because of how ill-prepared he is.
"I, erm, do not remember. Didn't. I lost memories...!" He explains, but his pitch isn't quite as before. Even if he had his memories, the truth is this is his first time doing anything remotely close to this. Glancing down at his worn down attire, he grimaced slightly.
"Um, okay. So we...uh, okay!" Sal has an intense capability of thought acceleration. But he can't even process how to play this right now. What should he say, or ask?
"...Can...you tell me about you, Naomi?" He finally settles on something with a hushed tone.