Noelle: Demanding now, are we, prof? Me: I want to see you. Me: Come, please? Noelle: Only if you promise not to keep my underwear again. Me: I can’t promise that baby. Noelle: Steal another pair, and I’m going to make you buy me more. Me: I’ll buy you whatever you want, sweetheart, as long as I can get you in my arms again. Noelle: Romantic today, huh, Matthew? I like it.
