“I like you very much . . . just as you are.” (Colin Firth as Mark Darcy, Bridget Jones’s Diary)
Colin: Is it true about Poldark?
Colin: Has he replaced me in your affections?
Colin: Haven’t I told you (endlessly) how ardently I admire and love you?
Colin: Didn’t I plunge into a mucky lake on your behalf?
Colin: And say I like you “just the way you are” despite your blue soup?!
Me: Yes, yes.
Colin: Of all your Eye Candies, don’t I still TAKE THE CAKE??!!
Me: Of course!
Colin: Well then, what’s all this talk of Cornwall this and Aidan Turner that, topless scything, and windswept hair?
Colin: I thought so. You’ve gone all Irish on me, haven’t you? To think that an inadequately bathed whippersnapper on horseback could have stolen your heart! What is the world coming to?!
Me: But Colin, I made crème brûlée.
Colin: Oh well in that case 🙂 . . .