"Why would you kiss me, Marcie?" Patty asked, slightly calmer.
"Because I love you sir." Marcie answered simply, "True, I might be another girl, but I can see past that mousy-blah exterior and into the real you. I appreciate your athleticism and can-do spirit and all that stuff. I respect you sir. I hope you don't blame me for that."
The gears in Patty's head whirred for a moment, and then something clicked. Her hair flew up again as she pointed to Marcie with a cry of, "You're a GIRL!!!"
"You really are dense, sir…" Marcie sighed, frazzled.