I get a kick out of You – Frank Sinatra

And there she was. Everywhere and standing still at once. Everyone was drawn to her. Her sparkling brown eyes, infectious smile and lilting laugh. He stood there for a second more and decided to go. He couldn't just watch her from afar. He wanted, no needed to see her up close. He walked fluidly towards her, a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye.
"Adrian Veidt."

Two words were enough.

Just Enough.