He leans in toward me and sorta breathlessly says, “How do you know it’s not just cuz I haven’t met the right girl yet? Maybe I’m really a hopeless romantic, a sensitive soul. I know that doesn’t sound very cool, but it’s true. I’m looking for that special girl, so I guess you’re right. I figure out pretty quickly if things are good or not. And if they aren’t, well then, why waste my time? And I haven’t scored with all the girls I’ve dated. I’m really not all that experienced.”
