"I ten you." He said.
"What?' She asked bewildered, not knowing what the hell he was talking about.
"You asked me how I felt about you, well on a scale of 1 through 10, 1 being like and 10 being love, I ten you."
"Well, that was certainly random," She paused and it looked as though she would say more. "What would a five be?" Was all she had to say. So he called her on it, "I just confessed my feelings, and you talk about fives, well if that's all you have to say, then I guess I'm finished here." And with that he began walking out of her life forever. "Wait," she yelled.
"For what, wait for you to reject me, explain why we can't—" He was unable to finish, as his mouth was otherwise preoccupied. She let go of him and said, "I ten you too."