I need your opinion of something.
And what may that be?
A dress, for my date with Nathan.
I'm unavailable for that.
Shut up.
I'll send you two photos, tell me which one you like more.
Two Photos Sent
Aw, I was hoping you'd show yourself in the photos. I'm dying to know what my secret admirer looks like.
I'm ugly, I'll ruin your day.
Don't be a Debby Downer.
I'm sure you're pretty.
More than pretty, actually, I think if I saw you I would faint on the spot, maybe have a myocardial infarction.
Myo-what?
Heart attack. I'd have a heart attack if I saw you.
Because I'm so ugly. Case in point-
I'd have a heart attack because of your beauty, not for the absence of it.
And wear the red dress, I like it.
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