He hums, a little off-hand –– he's not about to admit that he's a little wounded at the prospect of being blown off for such a harmless thing, but it's still there. She is often quick to squeal and delight over the old-fashioned romance she finds endearing, but sometimes he thinks it's just a performance to her.

"No need to apologize," he says. "I suppose it's just a difference of opinion."