[It'll be okay, Vinnie. They didn't actually go to the garden after all. And he really didn't like the hand-holding.]

That stuff, I guess. I'm not, like, in love with her or anything. I just feel like a jerk for thinking she's pretty or... whatever... Y'know? Like, she should be off-limits.

[Auuuuugh. He held his face in his hands, but peeked at Vinnie from behind the spaces between his fingers.]

I keep thinking about her, though.