I don't know if it's that we had a really great rapport, joke a lot, have similar world views on politics and religion and that he treats me with care but I like the dude. Enough to see him again.
We actually talked about our size difference.
Him: So what do you think the difference is? Three quarters of an inch? What do you think?
Me: I don't know. I'm less concerned about the height than the weight. I'm a little sensitive about carrying some extra weight myself.
Him: You are really cute and your weight is perfect.
Me: rolls eyes (but that is a nice answer, dingdingding! Dudes who make a woman feel pretty will garner much appreciation.)
The date was fun. I laughed and cried at the play of a dysfunctional family (August: Osage County), thinking OMG, y'all, my family is GOLDEN. Pshht.