Taking a punt

Juliette...[deep breath]...I really don't know why I am doing this because you scare the hell out of me, but let’s meet up again this weekend, but this time with some protection from my pal Jack and his fiancée! And let’s go somewhere public.”

“O-kay”, she said tentatively, “where had you in mind?”

“I thought maybe that if the weather holds out we could go punting in Cambridge this Saturday. How about that?”

“Never done it; sounds great...but what’s your chaperone like?

“He’s a good lad who worries about me. He’s straight as a die and a really decent bloke.