"Whatever you wear, it's going to be perfect, I'm sure." He's still fumbling a little over what exactly he's meant to be saying - but now a little of that is with relief: Karen isn't...whatever he was afraid of, and not being used to dealing with normal people in all their quirks is Connor's problem.

"I'll be here on the night," he promises. "If you want me to pick anything up for you, just let me know, alright?"

Hell, maybe this'll be kind of fun. It's not spending the night with Hank, but it doesn't have to be bad. Right?