I'm not someone who goes out of my way to be rude to ladies. But... [He leans his head against Smoker's shoulder, listening to him talk on to not have to deal with feelings.] It sounds like I would have liked them. [He'll probably never know now. He's here, and there's no way for him to ever return. Back home, there's only a grave and a memory. And that's not the only thing on his mind, Smoker is having his mind crank again and he's drunk enough to actually be direct.]

You know, if you say no, and really mean it, I'll stop.