Jack In The Box
He gave me a nod, his face stoic and it kind of frightened me, "Does he kiss you better than I do?"
"I don't think so, at least not for me. It was more like we just touched our lips to each other, kind of like a hug. Nothing special. There were no sparks flying for me, my heart wasn't beating faster, I wasn't turned on like I'm when you do those things to me."
"Is that true?" He asked in the same monotone.
"Of course,"
Finally, Jack's face cracked into a smile and he laughed, "I'm supposed to feel flattered, huh?"