[And his mind is such a positive place, and he's so damn earnest that she can't ever think that he would lie - not unless his life absolutely depended on it or something. She grins when he startles a little bit, and she also figures out how to get a bite of her cheesecake, it smears a little on one side of her face, and there's a little strawberry mousse on her nose.]

See, this is why I want to spend the rest of my life with you. The gigantic, metaphorical heart, the kindness and support are really nice, but you can't go wrong with a guy who actually notices your hair style!

[She works her fingers in carefully, working up to her actual goal, though she doesn't go anywhere near his prostate just yet. It's a sort of willful avoidance.] Guess that's why you never complain about how long I take in the bathroom.