"Lots of things. Streets. Trees. Squirrels. Pigeons. Hamburgers. Probably a few French people. A lot of Bronxites. Or Bronxians? Bronxishmen? I don't know, but I bet they're all really fond of the definite article." Gar was amused by her desire to get privacy, but it didn't take a lot to amuse him. Even he could pull it off, and he wasn't funny.
"...Orange socks." Gar could have kept up the list forever, but that came from playing a lot of Katamari. "So, just so I know exactly how back I blew the first date, what did you have in mind, Rosie?"