Dean would ahve agreed, if Leeloo had said as much. There weren't words, at least none that he knew, to describe what he was feeling. He'd kissed plenty of girls before, and every one was different, but none that he could recall made his heart race like Leeloo did. He felt like he almost couldn't breathe, but it wasn't a bad feeling. It was a wonderful, exciting feeling and it made him want to sing and shout from the highest mountain.