Are you making love to me?
I will in a moment. I'm just clearing the ground first. [tries to kiss her, but she recoils] It's rather like embracing a textbook.
But why do you do it, then?
Because you're not a textbook. You're a sweet, pulsing, adorable woman underneath. I sense it every time I come near you.
You sense only your own desires and pulsations. I assure you, mine in no way resemble them.



