Abby (to McGee): You are a god amongst men.
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"So I've been thinking…" McGee began as the two walked up and down the shoe isle.
"Uh oh." She replied, picking out a pair and holding it up.
He shook his head at the choice. "About what you said…you know, about me being a god amongst men."
She smiled towards him as she put the shoe back. "What's there to think about?"
"Well, you could've used a lot of other metaphors. Just wondering why you picked that one."
Abby continued to smile as she pointed out another pair she liked. "I don't know. Sometimes I just say stuff. In fact, a lot of the time I'm not entirely sure what I say makes any sense at all."
He managed to laugh a bit at the shoe and her comment. "That's why I love you."
"Because I don't make sense?"
He shook his head. "Because I know that even if you don't know what you're saying; it's the truth. For example, these shoes…they're different, yet you wholeheartedly believe they would look good. So I can always count on you telling me the truth. And I love that."
"Aww…" She threw her arms around him and just missed hitting him in the face with the shoe in her right hand. "That's sweet McGee."
"You know what else is sweet?"
"What?"
He pointed a few feet away. "Those sneakers…"