He: Now you know that your boyfriend is a nerd coward...
She: Not at all. I surely wouldn't want you to get into a fight with a random guy annoying me in the bar.
He: Yeah, but would help if I was... You know... Stronger, tough.
She: Muscles over your brain? Thank you very much, no...
Now let's get some more drinks.
[...]
He: So you were saying that you actually like that I'm weak and nerdy?
She: I wouldn't say you're 'nerdy'. Sweet is better. Sensitive but a man. Not a jerk who likes muscles and breasts and beers, and muscles... See it?
He: I see your point. I just wish that I could talk more... Imposing. Like you, you dominate every conversation with a man if you want to.
She: Honey, that's because women are hotter. Always. Not because you think you're soft.
He: Mmm... I suppose so...
And you know... You are soft.
She: Am I?
He: Yeah, surely is.
She: Why is that?
He: You know... You're all soft... Like... A living cushion that I want to bite all the time. That soft.
