Sake Bomb (Part 1)

Once upon a time I joined a dating website (for 3 weeks, then ran screaming from the onslaught of male e-admiration). During the time I was on it I met a few guys, one of which is Mike. Once I started dating Mike I really stopped checking my inbox of my dating profile, except for one message from Daniel. Daniel wrote me to tell me he had a big crush on me, but since I was already dating Mike (and Sam) I felt it better to let him know that I was sort of unavailable, and it wouldn't be fair to him to enter a complex situation such as mine. He thanked me for my honesty, but left me his number in case anything changed. I ran into him a few weeks ago, and he was very amused that I actually had his number in my phone (though I had not called him). One hour-long conversation later, Daniel made the decision that we could be friends, but that he didn't want to compete with my boys. So since Sam is now out of the picture, I had debated momentarily calling Daniel. I decided he probably knew too much about my situation, so I stopped myself. Today, however, I found a text on my phone from Daniel (who must be psychically connected to my dating life) asking if we could go get sushi. So, I told replied "one down. how's Thurs?" So we are getting sushi, and in less than a week I still have 2 guys in the picture.