“You might be trying to trick me into sleeping with you.” “Is it working? Because I am desperate to sleep with you.”

“I'm considering whether or not to believe you. I need to run an algorithm on this.""That's not funny.""You might be trying to trick me into sleeping with you.”

“I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have.”

“I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.”

“We told you about our first time,” Phil coaxed. “You didn’t tell me anything. I was there. In a sleeping bag across the room desperately trying to mind my own business. But you, sir, are a screamer.”

“Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. SIng me to sleep, sing me to sleep, and then leave me alone. Don't try to wake me in the morning because I will be gone. Don't feel bad for me. I want you to know, deep in the cell of my heart, I will feel so glad to go.”