Well, then we really are dealing with a guy living in mom's basement because this is the first date.
PJComix -- I wouldn't care much beyond the first date. But, a first date is a first date. You know first impressions and all that.
Once, in school, I had a bartending job and I started a second job at a different place. As with bartending you have "regulars" who follow you form place to place. So, one of my "regulars" finagled himself a date with one of the waitresses.
He brought her to a bbq, where he brought a few 2 liter bottles of soda. Upon leaving, realizing no one drank his soda, he picked it up and took it home with him. She never went out with him again for that reason. And I never lived it down. (: