Bearded young white guy (not that common a sight in our neighborhood) walking alongside me and Emily last night: "What are you two up to tonight?"
We respond in a friendly but not-too-friendly way. "Oh, going home to drink some margaritas!"
He mutters: "You guys wanna hook up?"...
I laugh: "you're joking, right?" - I turn to look him in the face and he gets a sort of irritated, flustered look on his face.
"What do you think?"

I am at a loss for words for a moment. ME.

"I mean... I gotta respect you for trying, but I think the time and place are a little off. Godspeed, my friend!"

We hustle off and he stops following us.