What that I might like nicer clothes and upscale food?

[ He teased, no real bite to his tone before he actually pushed himself to sit up, just to lean on the table some and look at her.]

Or that maybe, for some reason I like you and want to spend more time with you, and... do the shit movies say I should for you. [ A split second and his serious face drops.] But I'm not about to hold a radio outside your window, you can forget that shit.