Cute :)

Shawn looks at Ryan, pain etched on his face.

Ryan shakes his head. "Don't look at me, Pal. I'm powerless here."

"She's your girlfriend. Corral her, please."

"First," I start, "Ryan is not my boyfriend. Second -"

"He's not?" Shawn interrupts.

"I'm not?" Ryan asks.

I blink repeatedly at him. "You are?"

"He is?" Shawn asks.

"I think I am," Ryan says.

"You do?"

"He does," Shawn says.

"I do," Ryan says.