"So I still have some work to do in the knees-weak kissing department, is what you're saying. I'm crushed at the core of my manly ego over here, Martha. I'm devastated."

He grabbed onto the back of his favorite chair as if the idea of standing was just too difficult under the strain of her words.

It was all completely blown, of course, when he looked up at her through the bangs that had fallen across his eyes to see if she was buying it.