Shortest date ever (double entendre)

Today as Ethan and I walked out of our apartment to the car, he took my hand, smiled up at me, and said, "Mom, we're going on a date to the car." This made me immensely happy. We walked along, holding hands, and he asked, "Why are we having a date?" He immediately answered his own question: "Because we want to be friends." When we reached the door to the parking area, he stopped, "Here's the brown door. That was a good date."