I, uh, have a friend. Yeah, that's it. A friend, who really wants to tell you something. But he's too shy, so I will tell you for him. He's been watching you for a while, and he's really starting to like you. Just, I don't know, something about the things you say, the way you move, your smile, he loves your smile, he really wanted me to harp on that one. He likes that you're into some of the same stuff he's into, but he equally loves that sometimes you guys disagree on things, and even that you can get all worked up about it. He likes that for the most part you're pretty easygoing, because so many girls are drama queens these days, especially beautiful ones. That's another thing. You're one of the most beautiful women he's ever met. And looks aren't everything, but he's just really captivated by you. You're so honest and willing to speak your mind and don't really care what anyone thinks, or at least that's how it seems, but I bet secretly you're always wondering if you're doing it right, if people will like you more after whatever it is you're doing. And I just want to tell you that you don't have to worry, because my friend is pretty convinced now that there's basically nothing you can do wrong. He's really taken with you.
Anyway, my friend? This is his name.