Feh. Skipped right over the hard, scary part where you actually look at them and talk, where you discover suddenly that your carefully prepared speech is ambiguous and can be misconstrued, where you slip and say melons when you meant apples, when you have sudden feelings that are not only unexpected but that are currently unidentifiable, where she wounds you to the quick unknowingly, where you briefly lose the power of coherent speech altogether, where you consider briefly that perhaps you would rather be an item of office furniture instead, where she looks up from under half-trustingly at you, where she decides to believe you, where possibly your heart will burst but you are not sure from what, and all the rest of the stumbling about in fog bumping into each other. The actual dirty, wet business of communication. That's the part everyone messes up trying to avoid, and damned if Jeph didn't too.