You want to come over to my room, play Gamecube and listen to Jack Johnson?
—
a bro from the University of Colorado to a girl way out of his league
(He was not kidding. He did not say this in a deadpan way. For the record, she politely declined and said she was more of a Guitar Hero kind of girl. I was tempted to ask her, “Want to come over to my apartment? No games. No music. We will stare at each other.”)
