It made me smile, somehow.
Man: Well, you still make me nervous somehow…
Lady: a 32 year old man with countless women? nervous?
Man: countless! not that many! but, yes, you make me nervous. nobody else in the world, just you
you’re very pretty, and when I look at you, or smell your nice smell, I forget a lot of things
I lose track of what I’m talking about
and what I’m supposed to be doing.