The I Just Wanna Be Friends (But Not Tonight, If You Want An Omelette) Guy

I went on a couple of dates with a very nice (Really nice. Painfully nice. Never been mad a minute in his life nice.) accountant/musician guy. After a few drinks, a baseball game, and some incredibly premature conclusions on his part, he very matter-of-factly stated that, while we had a lot in common and I was "really awesome," we should just be friends. We kept talking from time to time, since that's what friends do. 

Months later, in the middle of the night, whilst discussing that we were both hungry, my painfully nice accountant offered to make me an omelette. Of course, I would have to go to his place half an hour away for said omelette. At 1am. We're all adults here. And, it'd take much more than an omelette.

He tells me that the offer is only good for that night. If I wanted that "omelette," I had to act fast! We agreed that said offer would be extended to the next night, as I would be at a bar a few blocks from his apartment (how nice of him). So, the next night...he comes up with a million excuses as to why he can't meet me...starting with the fact that he wanted to hang pictures in his apartment that night, and ending with him being tired. He informed me that it was getting "quite late," so I should hurry if I was planning on coming over. Yeah. Right. He accused me of playing games (ME?!), and said he refused to participate. Said he was tired, and was going to sleep.

He said he thought it'd be best to go back to just being friends.