I do not want to kiss Jared.

"Wow, look at you, Sparky, burning the midnight oil."

"I thought that we'd agreed that you wouldn't call me 'Sparky' here."

"I thought that only applied when I was on the clock or if we weren't the only two people left in the building aside from the cleaning crew."

"Why are you still here, Banks?"

"I wanted to ask you a few things about that mandatory sexual harassment workshop I went to earlier."

"You know how they asked if anyone had any questions during that question-and-answer session at the end? That would have been the time for you to have raised your hand."

"Yeah, but I didn't have any questions then."

"Somehow I don't believe that."

"Anyway, that whole bit about 'inappropriate touching,' what exactly does that include as far as you and I are concerned?"

"As far as you and I are concerned? I'd say that you touching me at all would be 'inappropriate.'"

"But only when we're on the clock, right?"

"No, no, all the time."

"That doesn't really work for me."

"Sucks for you. We done?"

"Not quite. Would you say that I'm invading your personal space right now?"

"Yes, so if you'd like to take a step or ten back, I'd really appreciate it. I said back, not forward."

"Does being this close to me make you uncomfortable?"

"Extremely. And just in case you were wondering, this, right here, qualifies as you sexually harassing me."

"I'm not even touching you."

"You're invading my personal bubble."

"I rather like having you in mine."

"I swear to God, if you kiss me, you will be sorry."

"If you had onion breath I would be able to smell it -- I probably wouldn't be 'invading your personal bubble' if you did. And I'm not going to kiss you before you kiss me."

"What?"

"You heard me. You're going to kiss me first."

"Like hell I am."

"You want me to kiss you but I'm not going to. Don't get me wrong, I want to kiss you but you're just not ready yet."

"You are delusional."

"But I'm right."

"No, you're not. I don't know how many times we have to go over this but I do not want to kiss you or go out with you or do anything else to or with you!"

"And now you're pissed because I won't kiss you. Sooner or later you're going to take matters into your own hands and do a little something about this tension between us."

"Get over yourself. And get out of my office. Out! Now!"

"Goodnight, Sparky. I'll see you in the morning."

"Infuriating jackass. Damn it!"

She wasn't upset because he didn't kiss her. She hadn't wanted him to kiss her. She didn't want to kiss him. She wasn't going to kiss him. Damn it. Why the hell hadn't he kissed her? Oh, no….