It seems somewhat interesting that he makes an appearance on my birthday. Almost if the deity sprung him out of a gift-wrapped box saying 'voila' and inviting me to open the big red bow tied around his neck. Or maybe this is one of those prank gifts. Something like what all-these African princes from Nigeria with oil money want to give you so that they can fulfill their dead grandmother's father's aunt's dying wish.
So the story thus far is: he asked me out tonight, I said no-can-do. He asked me out kal, and I told him to call me kal and I said I'd let him know kal about kal.
But: to go out with movie-maker or not, darlings, THAT is today's question.