(Disclaimer: Since I didn't get any of this under the Christmas tree, it's not mine. PoutsNothing you see here is mine. There, I said it. Happy?)
Who the hell do I think I'm kidding? He asks himself. What's a woman like her going to want with me? She's got every man in that squad wrapped around her finger and she knows it.
He sighs, waiting for her. What's she see in me? What is this?/
When she finally comes out, he stops thinking.
"John? Did you fall asleep standing up?"
"No. I'm just wondering how you plan to walk in those."
She laughs and hits him, playfully. She can make him feel like a young man again. "It's not that hard. C'mon – we'll be late."