"Ugh, yeah, I know, your eyes are ridiculous," she says, reaching up with one hand and pushing his face away playfully, mostly so she doesn't have to look at his eyes, which are pretty ridiculous. "Pretty sure most women and gay dudes don't stand a chance if you turn those things on them. I mean, I'm more or less totally doomed." She figures there's no harm in admitting that, it's not like he doesn't know she's seriously attracted to him, especially after Halloween and pretty much every other day that's followed.

"You wouldn't ask me to do anything," she points out with a grin, turning toward him on the couch. "But the point is that I would do it anyway, because I'm spectacular. And totally selfless, too. I wouldn't even do things for you with the hope of getting something out of it for myself. I'm like a goddamn saint or something." Her grin clearly says otherwise, but she tries her own wide-eyed look on him, as innocent as she can manage.