"I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess probably not," Chuck says, though there's a trace of humor in his voice as he gets out of the car and walks around to the driver's side, taking a seat. He has to make a few adjustments once he has, moving the seat back a little more, making sure he can actually see out of the mirrors. For all that he might not know what he's doing, he isn't so clueless that he doesn't know how to do this safely. He's just glad that they're starting in a parking lot. A monster-killing robot is one thing, but he'd been connected to that; all he needed to do was move his body. A car takes a different sort of focus.

Taking a deep breath, he glances over at her, fastening his seatbelt as he does. "But yeah, I guess it's not a bad place to start, right? It's... something. I don't really know what it is about her, but I know it's something." It's more than just wanting to sleep with her, at any rate, but he thinks Beth will be able to pick up on his meaning well enough. That part is easy for him. It's anything more emotional that becomes difficult.