I'm going to the Valentine's Dance

So, I just asked this really cute guy to the Institute Valentine's Dance.  Here's how... So, he was going to be in class for about two hours on monday night, and that was when I was going to target his car (yes, I asked him very high-schooly), but he called me just half an hour after his class had started and told me that the class was over.  He hadn't eaten any dinner yet, so, with some quick thinking on my part, I told him to go eat at his parent's house then come to my parent's house, which was where I happened to be, after he was done eating.  Mom, little sis K, and I scrambled into the van and raced down to Balaich the senior's household where we stuffed this cute guy's car full of balloons and candy.  The steering wheel included a cute saying of who, what, why, where, and how - as so many of these cheesy ways of asking do - and then we sped off, being unseen by the victim.  I haven't yet received an answer, but I'm pretty sure he'll say yes, I mean, we've been together almost two years now.  In fact, this dance was our first date nearly two years ago.  I know, that's soooo cute.