Jim had a hard time keeping his cool when Ali said she wanted to date him for real.  He had not dated anyone in a long time and his history with pretty women, nevermind someone as beautiful as Ali, was that they were using him for their own reasons.  Ali genuinely seemed to be interested in him.  Maybe because her life was as imperfect as her body was perfect.  Jim could be stable for her, hell he was about as stable as they get.  And if she was bisexual, that was really just a plus, right?<br/><br/>"I'm looking forward to our date tomorrow night even more, now," said Jim.  "I am a pretty open-minded fellow usually, if you and Bree have something going that you haven't told me about, know now that while I am slightly envious, I am not jealous.  Just keep me in the loop and don't hide things from me and you'll find that I am a pretty understanding guy.  I like people because of who they are, not who I want them to be."  Jim stood up and stepped away from the couch.<br/><br/>"Please tell Bree I'm sorry still.  Or whatever you can think of, to let her know that I never meant to hurt her.  I hope it's not too long before we can hang out without her getting so uncomfortable that she feels the need to leave the room."  Jim leaned in to Ali to give her a hug.  "I'll see you tomorrow night."<br/>