After he'd waved goodbye to George, Kenneth returned his gaze to Patricia, biting his lip awkwardly.
"So. I like your flat." he said finally, giving a tiny chuckle. He didn't know what else to say, and being alone in a flat with your unrequited crush whose candy knickers you've just investigated was strange enough without having to make silly small talk.
"Er, I hope I'm not keeping you from anything." Kenneth smiled shyly.